i like string cheese.
and fig newtons...preferrably not at the same time...tho it could be interesting in that bizarre kind of way.
i am a green tea whore.
its too effin hot to think of anything noteworthy so ive decided to expunge the massive amounts of 'random' which take up occupancy in the recesses of...well me.
the womans voice on the television is annoying me however i cant find the remote therefore i will just...chew loudly and drown her out with my own noises.
my laptop burns my legs. if its a 'laptop' it shouldnt do that...since the words lap top are indicative of the ability to be placed on your lap and therefore shouldnt cause bodily harm.
i should diligently be doing something much more constructive than this...yet that raises the existential question of 'why'
therefore instead i will eat my crackers and cheese and drink my green tea...with citrus no less and flip off the universe with a very hearty eff you.
ive decided to change the person formerly known as boyfriends name to 'ass' in my thought center. its vastly fitting. mostly due to the fact the game of 'silence' is only something scared little insecure cowardly people succumb to if only for the reason their brain has reverted to the lovely days of middle school where breaking up with someone in silence was...well no it was still gay. *waves wand* therefore i dub you 'ass' for here until eternity. i sincerely hope you recover those orbital objects otherwise known as balls. so enjoy your bouts of commitophobia..just dont look for me when you do decide to remove your head from your sphincter. k? k
i need a vacation. i want a vacation. since ass is well...an ass...the question begging to be asked is...whereto now?
im sure i'll think of something.
i always do.
adieu
O.o that rhymes...therefore i dig it.
