I feel sick to my tummy...
I should not have ate Tom's Hot Fries and drank coffee for breakfast.
blah.
What a lazy day. I think I'm gonna climb back under the covers and sleep awhile longer.
Work tonight. My old roommate is going to be in town to see The Alkaline Trio. He says he will stop by my bar.
RAWR!! Fucking roommates!!! I swear. LOL. One gal is intensely high strung. Constantly having raving sessions about nominal things. Just now she runs up and down the hallway, banging and yelling in this high-pitched, desperate scream, "DAN!! Do you have the butcher knife!!??? BLAKE?? Do YOU have it?? Are you sure it isn't under your bed????!!! Well, where the fuck is it??? It didn't just disappear!!! Someone has it. Why does someone need the butcher knife in their room??!!!?" Up and down, knocking on everyone's door. I get up, go to the kitchen, open the drawer, pull out the knife and say, "Is this it???" She grins at me, takes it, puts it back in the drawer and has a seat at the kitchen table. WTF?? She didn't even need it? Hopefully that was her spaz attack of today.
P.S. added a couple pics...
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lol. Spaz attack #2. Slamming doors, throwing things, screaming. Why? Her medical insurance won't be effective until February. "Those fucking assholes!! I NEED IT NOW!!!!!!!!!"
I should not have ate Tom's Hot Fries and drank coffee for breakfast.
blah.
What a lazy day. I think I'm gonna climb back under the covers and sleep awhile longer.
Work tonight. My old roommate is going to be in town to see The Alkaline Trio. He says he will stop by my bar.
RAWR!! Fucking roommates!!! I swear. LOL. One gal is intensely high strung. Constantly having raving sessions about nominal things. Just now she runs up and down the hallway, banging and yelling in this high-pitched, desperate scream, "DAN!! Do you have the butcher knife!!??? BLAKE?? Do YOU have it?? Are you sure it isn't under your bed????!!! Well, where the fuck is it??? It didn't just disappear!!! Someone has it. Why does someone need the butcher knife in their room??!!!?" Up and down, knocking on everyone's door. I get up, go to the kitchen, open the drawer, pull out the knife and say, "Is this it???" She grins at me, takes it, puts it back in the drawer and has a seat at the kitchen table. WTF?? She didn't even need it? Hopefully that was her spaz attack of today.
P.S. added a couple pics...
edit///
lol. Spaz attack #2. Slamming doors, throwing things, screaming. Why? Her medical insurance won't be effective until February. "Those fucking assholes!! I NEED IT NOW!!!!!!!!!"
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So, I'm thinking people wake up the morning after, realize that they actually ate that horrid, gelatinous schiesse and kill themselves.
Nah, I live in Maryland. I just wanted an odd city name. Like Intercourse, TX or Incest, NV. But, all I could find was Climax, NY.