Have I told you lately that I love you?
Fuck therapy, all I need is the members of SG to brighten my day and make my world a happier place to be.
As cheesy as that sounded, I meant every word of it.
Last night I had a dream that I was opening a kitchen cabinet that was above my head, and as the door swung open I was looking up, and a box of toothpicks fell into my mouth. I took the box out but all the toothpicks went into my mouth, I had to lean over with my mouth open and pick them all out individually, and one was caught in the back of my throat.
I fucking hate dreams like that.
The roomies keep using my playstation and TV without turning them off when they're done. That really busts my hump. The new smaller PS2's don't have a fan in them to cool them down and it was hot as shit when I touched it. Well, to solve that problem, I took the playstation out of the living room and put it in my bedroom. Problem solved. If ANYONE takes my playstation out of here and hooks it back up to the television out there I will fucking slaughter them like retarded kittens with polio.
For your viewing pleasure, here's a couple of pics from the camping trip I mentioned in a previous entry, as well as some shots I took with a webcam the night of the SG show.
Me drinking the wine that I'm legally not supposed to drrink, but apparently the lady checking people at the entrance of the wine festival didn't care.
This place was handing out free blocks of cheese! YUSS!!
My boy Steve. Awwww. I'm stroking his hair and he is evidently enjoying it. At least...HE'D BETTER BE. (Dun dun duuuun)
From left to right, Mary, me and Amanda. Amanda applied to be an SG and got accepted but hasn't sent in a set yet. She'd better hurry her ass up so we can do a set together!
My super-ultra menacing angry face. Seriously, you don't wanna mess with this.
Pseudo-smile that is supposed to be cute/mildly arousing/suggests that my lips might be chapped. They weren't though.
And this concludes this entry. Have a fantastical weekend, everyone!
Fuck therapy, all I need is the members of SG to brighten my day and make my world a happier place to be.
As cheesy as that sounded, I meant every word of it.
Last night I had a dream that I was opening a kitchen cabinet that was above my head, and as the door swung open I was looking up, and a box of toothpicks fell into my mouth. I took the box out but all the toothpicks went into my mouth, I had to lean over with my mouth open and pick them all out individually, and one was caught in the back of my throat.
I fucking hate dreams like that.
The roomies keep using my playstation and TV without turning them off when they're done. That really busts my hump. The new smaller PS2's don't have a fan in them to cool them down and it was hot as shit when I touched it. Well, to solve that problem, I took the playstation out of the living room and put it in my bedroom. Problem solved. If ANYONE takes my playstation out of here and hooks it back up to the television out there I will fucking slaughter them like retarded kittens with polio.
For your viewing pleasure, here's a couple of pics from the camping trip I mentioned in a previous entry, as well as some shots I took with a webcam the night of the SG show.
Me drinking the wine that I'm legally not supposed to drrink, but apparently the lady checking people at the entrance of the wine festival didn't care.
This place was handing out free blocks of cheese! YUSS!!
My boy Steve. Awwww. I'm stroking his hair and he is evidently enjoying it. At least...HE'D BETTER BE. (Dun dun duuuun)
From left to right, Mary, me and Amanda. Amanda applied to be an SG and got accepted but hasn't sent in a set yet. She'd better hurry her ass up so we can do a set together!
My super-ultra menacing angry face. Seriously, you don't wanna mess with this.
Pseudo-smile that is supposed to be cute/mildly arousing/suggests that my lips might be chapped. They weren't though.
And this concludes this entry. Have a fantastical weekend, everyone!
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Oh yeah, I work with huge amounts of cheese every day... it's a love/hate relationship
Bees. Die!!!