last nite i vomitted. i am never drinking jager ever again EVER! I MEAN IT THIS TIME! FOR REAL! thinking about the taste is making my stomache churn. i remember getting jealous at some point because fil had a crush on some girl in a movie like ten years ago and i wanted to make a big deal of it but everyone pretty much talked me out of that would-be tirade. i did however get a few cunty remarks in there i’m sure.

tonite we are going back to the ‘burbs for some fondue (sp?) and i am having a wonderful time nattering about saying FUN-DUE!! MORE LIKE FUN-DON’T!

last nite’s leaf game was brilliant. fil’s mum got him a leaf hat that basically looks like a retard helmet and it is the ugliest effing hat in the world which also makes it the nicest effing hat in the world.

there is a weight room in our building but the sauna is out of order and the treadmill isn’t plugged in and a table is in the middle of the room on its side and it is a creepy looking room that makes me feel like i will be raped in it so i haven’t done any working out i also gave all of my lounge pants away so i’d have to be like that stupid kid in gym class who never brought his shorts so he was playing soccer in his winter boots and jeans. i hated that kid.