Christ. It's Hot.
I tried going to bed early, but after an hour of tossing and turning, trying to find the cool spot on the pillow, I'm back up. Fuck Summer. Fuck it in its stupid ass.
I've got the travel bug again. I'm antsy. I want a change of locale. But I've promised myself that any extra money is going into home improvement. Maybe a weekend trip back to Chicago will get the wanderlust out of my system. Or maybe the North Pole. Goddamn it's hot.
I really do need to start plugging away at some of this house stuff. I want to be able to entertain again, and right now, the house is in complete disarray. I'm still planning the big Indian Summer BBQ, I just need to get cracking.
I shaved my legs today. They are covered in bruises. I can be quite clumsy. I walk into stuff a lot. It's part of my charm.
Speaking of shaved legs... I still haven't sent my set in. It's all prepped and ready, I just need to fax the release, but my stoner ass keeps forgetting. Oh well, it only took me 6 months to get the thing shot, a few extra weeks won't hurt.
I'm still reeling from Zidane's head butt. What a tool. I'm so happy Italy won.
I got a mention in the divine journal of rockstar BernardShakey. I feel so squishy.
But seriously, gummi bears and mayo don't mix.
And remember kids... don't drink bleach.
I tried going to bed early, but after an hour of tossing and turning, trying to find the cool spot on the pillow, I'm back up. Fuck Summer. Fuck it in its stupid ass.
I've got the travel bug again. I'm antsy. I want a change of locale. But I've promised myself that any extra money is going into home improvement. Maybe a weekend trip back to Chicago will get the wanderlust out of my system. Or maybe the North Pole. Goddamn it's hot.
I really do need to start plugging away at some of this house stuff. I want to be able to entertain again, and right now, the house is in complete disarray. I'm still planning the big Indian Summer BBQ, I just need to get cracking.
I shaved my legs today. They are covered in bruises. I can be quite clumsy. I walk into stuff a lot. It's part of my charm.
Speaking of shaved legs... I still haven't sent my set in. It's all prepped and ready, I just need to fax the release, but my stoner ass keeps forgetting. Oh well, it only took me 6 months to get the thing shot, a few extra weeks won't hurt.
I'm still reeling from Zidane's head butt. What a tool. I'm so happy Italy won.
I got a mention in the divine journal of rockstar BernardShakey. I feel so squishy.
But seriously, gummi bears and mayo don't mix.
And remember kids... don't drink bleach.
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Yeah we don't have really oppressive heat at the moment, it's just sort of humid.
Haha the nice thing about being single is I can be really lazy about shaving my legs . . . I haven't shaved in a week or so. ^_^
Which part did I change? And why did I change it? Hmmm? Miss Psyche.
And if you say the "gummy bears" in my VICES spot, I'll be very dissapointed in you. I've had gummy bears in my profile since before you were born.
Well, I was pretty sure no one was getting the Seinfeld reference in my STATS spot. And it was quite a long, rambling, sloppily constructed sentence. So I figure I sound smarter now.
I just think that picture's cute cause of the look on your face. It's priceless.