i'm sleepy.
one of these days i'm doing to get back to these loverly comments.
not a week after taking the elbow to the eye, and i took another one to the face. this one was to my jaw. GO ME!
so i'm working three jobs right now.
oh. but don't worry. i haven't sold out. i'm still fucking broke.
so after going to my first two jobs today i went to the third. and spent six hours painting a swimming pool.
yrah. it was rad. i want to die.
this is while going to school.
i need something to write about for class. if you have any idea how to find stats on guidance counselors abusing drugs, please share.
i went to the admissions counselors of my school (i'm not a real student, i'm continuing ed). they told me to apply somewhere else.
i guess i didn't realize i was attending the university of pot smoking reject skank whores from long island. oops.
maybe they'll let me in if i start smoking pot and contract hep c.
but i don't think i'll do it.
i think instead i'll roll up the smelliest shoe i can find like a newspaper and bat them on their stupid noses.
i have to go. i'm watching boxing. lujon vs. margarito. lujon's ear is falling off his head. literally. it's pretty fuckin foul.
goodnight.
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