pudding

i came close to running over a child today, good times. i figured it would take about seven dollars to clean the mess off the front of my car, lovely morbid afterthought. there is food in the fridge now, i'm trying to learn how to cook. the next week will be full of experiments, we will either be stuffed with good eats or die of food poisoning. either or. i've always wanted to make gumbo. while i was shopping at the commissary in el segundo i got two very different reactions to my hair, one old lady scowled at me and shook her head and the girl that bagged my groceries said it was pretty. it's weird, when people look at me disapprovingly i used to be terribly affected but any more i just give a half smile. i'm not going to hang my head and cast my eyes down in shame because there are people that don't like the hair or the tattoos or the piercings, they don't know me. i've found that most people that actually take the time to know me like me, i would say my success rate is about 80%. that's not bad i don't think. the unfortunate part is that with a percentage rate that high is that most people instantly like you and are ultimately disappointed after discovering that you actually have opinions and the like. oh well, can't win them all. it being summer time and all i have unearthed my collection of obnoxious boxer shorts, oh sweet boxer shorts. the one's i am wearing at the moment are three shades of blue in a plaid pattern which goes nicely with the slightly oversized anti-flag t-shirt that i got from casey. i'm a bum. very much looking forward to the new clerks movie, it has the potential to be great, hopefully it lives up to that potential. i meet with the admissions person at the school i'm hoping to go to on tuesday. on monday i get to spend the entire afternoon undergoing psychiatric tests, my shrink said they might even do the ink blot thing or free association. yes, unlock my perverse little mind. the first thing that comes to my mind most times isn't smart. that's why i'm quiet, fear of sounding like a dolt. joe will be home in the morning. i've been sick for the last couple days, saw the doctor yesterday, got drugs, felt better. i love base doctors, they don't think they have done their job unless you leave with meds. i had been puking my guts out since last thursday. although it did lead to the discovery of the best soup ever, double chicken noodle! plus i love saltine crackers. any excuse to eat the stuff i love. i am in a shedding mood, getting rid of the unnecessary and what not. mikey has been crying at me all day, can't figure out why. sylverster is hiding in the top of my closet. i kind of want fish sticks. i'm not sure if i'm going to keep blogging on myspace, the anonymity of it is lost on me.