whirlyknives

yesterday i drove 12 hours straight and now i am home. i ate fried okra from a gas station. it tasted like pillows, which isn't good. when i reached into the bag, i couldn't tell if it was the napkin or the okra i was touching. there is a lesson here. i still feel scrabbled.
i had dinner with my parents and we opened xmas presents. my mom got me the andy goldsworthy dvd i wanted, and my brother got me elvis presley pillow cases (skinny elvis), and some other things were there too, but listing presents is boring. i gave my girlfriend toilet paper that teaches you japanese. and other stuff.
i need to do some painting, but i'll probably just watch a movie. i wish i weren't so tired. my girlfriend was puking blood the other day.
why is it that skeletons are always getting into evil stuff?