phoolsfire

"i will sell this house tody"

theres poison in the air i can smell it.

here i am, another thursday, this means mandatory drunk night, to talk about anthro bull shit and rehash all the crap that everybody loves, this is movies, music and cartoons from childhood, i've had the same conversation about the shirt- tails for like three weeks now, so my goal this time is to stay sober at mandatory drunk night so i can make fun of all the idiots (myself included) who are socially retarted and cannot come up with a new conversation. cause if they were cool they'd talk about ....umm... somthing cooler yeah! bitches!

wait.... a gift from god...
if i go to that stupid head bangers ball in peoria, at that shitty yuppie bar, tomarrow with the rest of the tards, then i can skimp on the stupid converstion tonight, and say i'm saving it up for tomarrow night.
and i have to stop by p-town cause carrie finally had her baby. and as her friend i guess i should go visit and congradulate her......
a little known fact, i'm allergic to children i always get sick after i come in contact with them, and well they.., we... i am not good at relating with people, especially smart, honest, cute little people who say what there thinking when there thinking it. for some reason this challenges my worldview.
so as much as falya frightens and intimidates me, i will be nice and not pick a fight with the four year old, or the newborn.