i just overheard some white-trashy, unintelligent stooge say, “HEE LOOKS LIKE A FAGGOT IN THAT OUTFIT!”

yesterday we had good homemade indian food and my face only half burst into flames. sherri is pushing this anti-smoking book on all of us and martin said if it works on him he’ll cover her dentist bills and such which obviously will never happen cos he’s a two packs a day guy. the dogs smell bad. fil’s bed is gigantic i don’t have to sleep on top of him anymore, not that his other bed was small, it’s just how i sleep. i bought this crappy concealer what is suppose to be make-up the other day cos they ran out of the stuff i normally use and this crap combined with heat immediately turns to chalk all over my face and i also chose too light a tone so it’s like white chalk on my face, and it looks retarded. anyway.

we rented hitch last nite, yes i know! a day before everyone else was able to see it on dvd, luuuuuucky! and while it was complete garbage, some parts were ok. i hate how will smith in every movie is all matter-of-fact cool and intelligent with everything he says, dude, this isn’t legends of bagger vance, fuck off. i get angry when i watch will smith movies because when he speaks i feel like he is being condescending towards me and wants me to feel like i am retarded. the only good part of the movie is when that spanish bitch freaks out on him and throws broccoli and then he chucks the entire bowl of vegetables at her. stupid is good. still, this movie was better than star wars.

i was first to jump in the water and swim to the island because everyone else is a pussy ass bitch. i have a baby bib burn between my tits, it’s pretty gay. i don’t think i’ll be drinking fireball whiskey for awhile, kinda overdid it in that department. there was a massive dumping of rain saturday nite so we played pictionary and i won and then we tried to play twister but that got boring super fast. i saw a bear yesterday.

that’s suppose to be adam and eve.

let’s rewind back to thursday nite. met up with noel at oasis to be weirded out by the new decor that some television show did up in that bitch, same menu, shitty atmosphere though, too bright. we then went to andy’s poolhall to try out all of their clockwork orange type chairs and my beer tasted/smelled like noel’s litter box. then went to ted’s and noel was so loaded he was SMOKING CIGARETTES, gasp. then we bought a bunch of bingo scratch tickets and scratched them all whilst eating samosas, we kept winning and eventually went through the store’s entire supply of bingo tickets. the owner loved it. then went to velvet to look at all the nerds in the universe dance like poetry, it was pretty intense. i think i have developed dancing phobia cos i just couldn’t make dancing happen in that place.

that’s all i feel like saying for now.

i was just making some ghetto conditioner in the shower (water + measly amount of conditioner left in bottle, shake the hell out of it) when the fucking neighbour flushes her toilet, AGAIN. next time i see her i will be like yo hussy, i wrote a song and it’s called I DON’T LIKE THIRD DEGREE BURNS ON MY BODY! and it goes like this – when you hear the shower runnin’/ don’t flush the toilet / because i’m in the shower / and you’s gonna spoil it / and don’t feel like i am showin’ you disgrace / it is plain and simple, do it again and i will STAB YOU IN THE FACE!

last nite at band practise i lit a match like those white trash kids lite them to show off because that’s their only trick, i lit it with my thumb and no one told me that it burns off your skin and hurts like fuck so i am definitely not down with the coolness but you knew that already.

i sure do have some junk in mah trunk in that photo.

i have to go shower off three days of sweat.

the shining as bunnies

holy crap that is funny, thanks to triman for that.