"mother.. shitter.. son of a.. ass.."
I taste O'Doul's, which is stupid because I only had two sips an hour and a half ago. that shit tastes like fish. and I like fish, but I don't like nonalcoholicbeerlike fish.
it's Sunday night and I'm already freaking out about next weekend. the plan was to go camping with sixty million friends, but all but three of us have dropped out. the other two people are a couple, so if I can't get someone else to go, I'm going to end up being the THIRD WHEEL. and I'm so, like, totally above that, it's not even funny. pssshhhaw.
I'm annoying myself today, like I'm pretending that I'm assloads of fun but something really horrid is festering within me and it'll probably come out in some "ohjesus get her to a counselor" way on Monday morning.
lucky I live in Centerville, where we don't even have a POST OFFICE to shoot up.
and how the fuck did I become the kind of person who gets 38 comments on one journal entry?!
[deleted! I can't believe I say half the things I say.]
canalmodel went grey and I lost his email address some time ago. he was my sexy professor friend. we used to discuss boring novels and the metaphysical implications of humping. I miss him.
or not. whatever.
I taste O'Doul's, which is stupid because I only had two sips an hour and a half ago. that shit tastes like fish. and I like fish, but I don't like nonalcoholicbeerlike fish.
it's Sunday night and I'm already freaking out about next weekend. the plan was to go camping with sixty million friends, but all but three of us have dropped out. the other two people are a couple, so if I can't get someone else to go, I'm going to end up being the THIRD WHEEL. and I'm so, like, totally above that, it's not even funny. pssshhhaw.
I'm annoying myself today, like I'm pretending that I'm assloads of fun but something really horrid is festering within me and it'll probably come out in some "ohjesus get her to a counselor" way on Monday morning.
lucky I live in Centerville, where we don't even have a POST OFFICE to shoot up.
and how the fuck did I become the kind of person who gets 38 comments on one journal entry?!
[deleted! I can't believe I say half the things I say.]
canalmodel went grey and I lost his email address some time ago. he was my sexy professor friend. we used to discuss boring novels and the metaphysical implications of humping. I miss him.
or not. whatever.
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I like Cycling, Photography, Kids, Capitalizing Everything...
I work at a YMCA. I work with seniors during the day, and then special needs kids after school.
I'm waiting time on my roommates computer. I doubd she'd be to happy about me being on SG on her computer. I'm waisting time from hour to hour to win an X-box 360. (I'm going to get that damn thing!)
My sister lives in Whitehorse. (that's WAY north in the Yukon territories of Canada) She's on here too. littlehobbitfeet That there is her.
Now you know EVERYTHING about me! You'd better go and mark me as interesting too or else....!
Anyways, rawk on!
Ben L. Getcha
And that first line of indra's poem is really nice, isn't it.
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