fil dropped me on my head last nite at the christmas party and my head hitting the floor made a really loud crack noise but it didn’t really hurt, it was just pathetic. i hope christmas gets here soon and gets itself over with, i don’t think i can handle all this drinking. i went onto msn last nite and was rude to everyone, people who added me years ago who i don’t remember. one guy i am like HEY NICE EMAIL ADDRESS WHAT ARE YOU FROM NEPTUNE?! another guy i was all I LIKE THAT YOU ARE ADVERTISING YOUR CRUISE TRIP ON MSN COS LIKE EVERYONE CARES!

i keep asking fil every ten minutes what we are going to do today and he whisper screams back at me that we are packing.

this girl is a hilarious bitch and she is awesome because she has black eyebrows and platinum hair and she says things that are not important but makes them seem that way.

i hate people who line up at the coffee station and wait for you to do the whole sugar and cream and lid thing and they are standing there with their black coffee all self-righteous like they are the most considerate person in the world because they have the patience to let you have the coffee station all to yourself, it makes me want to turn around and say something snarky except i haven’t thought of the perfect mean thing to say yet.

maybe if i threw all of the sugar packets into the garbage in front of them and poured the cream and homo milk and 2 per cent into that drain thing and put all the stir sticks in my pockets and crumpled up the lids one by one and turned around and said “shoulda got here sooner” then left, i think that might work.

the looks on their faces when they are waiting is what really sets me off, it’s sort of like the same look bitchy women have on their face when they are holding the door open for you at the mall, except a lot bitchier.

next time i’ll do my sugar/cream thing really fast then let them at the station but then act like i forgot to do something else and wait behind them and sigh as loud as i can and roll my eyes and exclaim loudly IF I WANTED A COLD COFFEE MAYBE I WOULD HAVE ORDERED ONE.

i could go on and on forever about this i mean, MORE THAN ONE PERSON CAN USE THE STATION AT ONCE!!! IS EVERYONE ON CRAZY PILLS HERE!?!?!?

raymi says:

look at that

raymi says:

im sorry my shitty comics are not as good as new york city and your fancy red stripe

Compelling Protagonist says:

hahahahaha

Compelling Protagonist says:

shut up

raymi says:

READ IT AND LAUGH

raymi says:

fine

raymi says:

maybe if i talk about bodegas

Compelling Protagonist says:

i love you shut up

raymi says:

u arent going HAHAHHAHahahAHAHhahaHAHA

Compelling Protagonist says:

not really, i dunno

Compelling Protagonist says:

raymi, ive outgrown your canadian humor…i think its time we called it quits

Compelling Protagonist says:

its a wrap babe

raymi says:

fine

raymi says:

just remember I INVENTED YOU FUCKER

Compelling Protagonist says:

*puts on shades

Compelling Protagonist says:

*walks away

Compelling Protagonist says:

*leaves you in dust

raymi says:

yeah go hang in union square and convince people you arent a douchebag

Compelling Protagonist says:

< cool >we just cant relate…im much too big for things like …this!

raymi says:

right totally i get it

Compelling Protagonist says:

hahahahaahahahaahahahaha]

Compelling Protagonist says:

you love my < cool > tag

Compelling Protagonist says:

ok cool

raymi says:

yeh it was so funny dude like i never thought of it

raymi says:

ok cool indeed

Compelling Protagonist says:

you are not cool

raymi says:

cos im white?

Compelling Protagonist says:

one of the reasons yeah

raymi says:

whatever skinny fag u think yer better than me now that yer thin and are at def jux

raymi says:

EAT SHIT

Compelling Protagonist says:

hahahahah

raymi says:

CANADA WHAT

‘Do you know what I mean?’, the mean skanks scream
As they stream, slam, sweat and steam through the dark
Bumping and whistling strange notes seraphine
That bounce past to the black greens of the park
If true melody holds forth from this crackling pit
And new sounds reach the trees undisturbed
We can rummage in there for an iced wit
Fighting hard for her minions perturbed
‘I’m Raymi the minx, you jibbering fools,
I’ll cry, I’ll butt, I’ll share and I’ll dare
Freeze and shatter your book and your rules
With real gold in my hand – your greased chunks of hair.
As lights tire and the street shivers and snores
Nighty night’s are eschewed,’God bless you, you whores’

-rebelmuirchld