dear live journal,
you suck. I hate you.
Damn I look good in a tux. I see my picture with muh lady and I’m in a tux. Hot damn, it makes me want to fuck me.
So I’ve been working hard, and studying the usual amounts which is not at all. I need to get some work done, but my old man is using my computer. Damn him. It must be my bigger screen, or the fact that I can see the TV from my computer, and he can’t from his. oh well.
Yippie, here I am while she does homework. And I’m tied to a chair, I can’t leave.
Ugh, and this XP box has 3 updates waiting, so I guess I’ll do them and rebooty.
I drank a 3 shot almond flavored latte last night… mmm… yummie. Makes this afternoons plain coffee taste like chalk.
Janice lusts for 3d MRI gonads. What a fruit.
Philly beat LA.
Valpo beat OU
I beat my meat…err… no I didn’t. shit… nevermind
Have you ever known me to be so bored? and I haven’t even checked my email yet. I suppose I can do some reading online… yes, reading online shall be good.
Good bye lj, you fucking fuck.