sunday is kinda a redundant word isnt it? It's day. And therefore the sun is out. I got all the information I needed from day. Also pretty misleading. Half of sunday is night. Make up your mind sunday. Is the sun out or is it not?
Now that I got that out of the way, welcome back to my blog everyone! I know its been a couple days, but most of you are too busy/cool to read this every day anyway. So last night we took a party bus out on the town. ITWASSOFUN! Probably too much fun, but it's ok because I made it to my seminar on time today and i got to rid myself of my hangover the old fashioned way--by sitting in lecture and drinking a gallon of water. I peed 6 times by 12:00 pm. That's gotta be a record or something for people without diabetes. By the way, I cannot handle my caffeine. I had like half a cup of coffee and I thought my brain was gonna explode. I think that's a sign that I shouldn't do any stimulant drugs. I can't even imagine what ritalin feels like. I was positive my skin was going to crawl off of me and my eyes were gonna pop out and grow legs and arms and start singing and dancing like the WB frog. I often wish animals would sing and dance for me in somewhat formal attire. Instead they usually just poop. Disappointing animals, step your choreography game up.
Here's an update on my road rash--still getting stuck to things and not healing at all. Stupid society and your convention to have everyone wear pants. I'm just trying to not get my underwear incorporated into my scab, and you're worried about whether or not my butt crack is out. hey guys, it's just a butt crack, and a pretty nice one at that. Consider yourself lucky that it's not on my UPA. I know I do. That would kind of hurt, and I think it would look a lot like an STD. Specifically syphilis. I would hate to give all the people seeing me naked to think I have syphilis. Meaning I would hate to confuse myself as someone with syphilis. shucks.
I think a little while back I tried to start saying shucks again, but then I realized that I never actually said shucks very often growing up and also it sounds weird coming out of my mouth. Also it sounds like a really dirty word. say it out loud right now, wherever you are. Shucks. I don't like it.
I'm laying on my stomach on my bed right now and my sheets are kinda gross. I think my open wound has leaked on them a little bit. Ew. Somehow it got up by where my head goes. Aw, now it's spreading. Aw. Aww. Awww come on stop it aw. I made a good basketball quote the other day but I don't think anybody got it. Here's how you know a movie is funny for real--when you quote it in real life and nobody knows the movie quote but everybody thinks its funny anyway. Pure gold. I hear your mom is going out with SQUEAKS
Dexter starts in 3 weeks. Oh dexter I have missed you so much. Your righteous killing balanced with fatherhood and stuff gives me hope for a future filled with trash bags stuffed with body parts and a boat that I really only use for dropping bodies into the ocean. Also he's got a cool knife collection and he's super dreamy.
You know what hurts really bad? pulling out nose hairs. How is it that nose hairs don't grow at all for like a month and then all of a sudden there's one that's like a centimeter long? Sneaky little bastards. Then you get that crying reflex that of course you have to play off, because I really only pull out my nose hairs in public. It only seems right. I think from now on when I get the cry reflex I'm just gonna start bawling. Like Alice in Wonderland style, snot flying all over the place and stuff. "drew why are you crying so much it's just windy out I don't see why you're so upset" "YOU JUST DON'T GET ME LEAVE ME ALONE" major emo phase ahead captain. Full speed ahead.
dexter back so soon
killing dudes, chopping them up
murder is so rad
I've started saying rad a lot. I don't really know why. I never really did the skateboarder talk thing until now that it's completely unacceptable. Except for one of my professors did call me dude and bro today. There''s hope for me yet.
They call me the skate doc.
Now that I got that out of the way, welcome back to my blog everyone! I know its been a couple days, but most of you are too busy/cool to read this every day anyway. So last night we took a party bus out on the town. ITWASSOFUN! Probably too much fun, but it's ok because I made it to my seminar on time today and i got to rid myself of my hangover the old fashioned way--by sitting in lecture and drinking a gallon of water. I peed 6 times by 12:00 pm. That's gotta be a record or something for people without diabetes. By the way, I cannot handle my caffeine. I had like half a cup of coffee and I thought my brain was gonna explode. I think that's a sign that I shouldn't do any stimulant drugs. I can't even imagine what ritalin feels like. I was positive my skin was going to crawl off of me and my eyes were gonna pop out and grow legs and arms and start singing and dancing like the WB frog. I often wish animals would sing and dance for me in somewhat formal attire. Instead they usually just poop. Disappointing animals, step your choreography game up.
Here's an update on my road rash--still getting stuck to things and not healing at all. Stupid society and your convention to have everyone wear pants. I'm just trying to not get my underwear incorporated into my scab, and you're worried about whether or not my butt crack is out. hey guys, it's just a butt crack, and a pretty nice one at that. Consider yourself lucky that it's not on my UPA. I know I do. That would kind of hurt, and I think it would look a lot like an STD. Specifically syphilis. I would hate to give all the people seeing me naked to think I have syphilis. Meaning I would hate to confuse myself as someone with syphilis. shucks.
I think a little while back I tried to start saying shucks again, but then I realized that I never actually said shucks very often growing up and also it sounds weird coming out of my mouth. Also it sounds like a really dirty word. say it out loud right now, wherever you are. Shucks. I don't like it.
I'm laying on my stomach on my bed right now and my sheets are kinda gross. I think my open wound has leaked on them a little bit. Ew. Somehow it got up by where my head goes. Aw, now it's spreading. Aw. Aww. Awww come on stop it aw. I made a good basketball quote the other day but I don't think anybody got it. Here's how you know a movie is funny for real--when you quote it in real life and nobody knows the movie quote but everybody thinks its funny anyway. Pure gold. I hear your mom is going out with SQUEAKS
Dexter starts in 3 weeks. Oh dexter I have missed you so much. Your righteous killing balanced with fatherhood and stuff gives me hope for a future filled with trash bags stuffed with body parts and a boat that I really only use for dropping bodies into the ocean. Also he's got a cool knife collection and he's super dreamy.
You know what hurts really bad? pulling out nose hairs. How is it that nose hairs don't grow at all for like a month and then all of a sudden there's one that's like a centimeter long? Sneaky little bastards. Then you get that crying reflex that of course you have to play off, because I really only pull out my nose hairs in public. It only seems right. I think from now on when I get the cry reflex I'm just gonna start bawling. Like Alice in Wonderland style, snot flying all over the place and stuff. "drew why are you crying so much it's just windy out I don't see why you're so upset" "YOU JUST DON'T GET ME LEAVE ME ALONE" major emo phase ahead captain. Full speed ahead.
dexter back so soon
killing dudes, chopping them up
murder is so rad
I've started saying rad a lot. I don't really know why. I never really did the skateboarder talk thing until now that it's completely unacceptable. Except for one of my professors did call me dude and bro today. There''s hope for me yet.
They call me the skate doc.
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