You know you're messed when it's June of 2000 and you are still screwing up and writing 1999. Yeesh. Got a present from my friend today. For anyone who does pot...my god kids...the crystals on this are amazing. I'm blasted. And this is the second half of a tiny bowl. Could just be 'cause i'm so hardcore now and it doesn't take much to get me going, but geezus. Anyway, moving right along.
I hate computers, and I seriously think that they were made to be shitty. No matter what brand of computer you have, it's shit. And it's only because computer companies know that they'll make a killing off the repairs and upgrades that they'll half to do. sigh. And I work for the government. It's all a big conspiracy. I'm sure of it. I want to go out dancing all of a sudden...playing some klubheads in the background, and it's making me want to dance. Whoo hoo. Go me. Or something. No, I don't think I'd want to dance to this. But something else would be all good, I'm sure. Something just as bouncy and hard.
Smoke...So I feel the need to share the fact that I am sitting in my underwear as I type this. *tee hee* I biked to and from work today, something I haven't done in ages...and I realized that I Should either do it everyday or quit smoking. Hmmm....bike and smoke...or quit smoking...What do you think? Yeah, keep on smoking. :) And biking. 'Cause it's damn good for you. I don't know, one day I'll get up the energy to bike to ass park and back. That would be nice.
Too many paragraphs going on in this stream. I'm getting all jumpy and shit. I don't know, maybe it's cause the music is turning into shit. Hmmm...need to change the song so I can write this properly...hang on. There. Spirit in the Sky. The best song to smoke a bowl to, aside from anything pink floydish. :) I love this song. It's an excellent driving song too, but the ULTIMATE driving song is Radar Love by Golden Earing I think. Is it golden earing? I don't know. But it's the ultimate driving song. Um...yeah...went blank for a minute. Back to reality. What to say...guess when you're out of stuff to type, you should really stop typing. Not so...I keep going because I know it's going to be confused...and if I'm confused writing it, imagine how confused you guys will be!!! I love it.
Crackwhore...yes, I know I am. Chill. At least I'm not a crosswalk. But that's another story for another time. *tee hee* Did you know, that sex is incredibly overrated? It's true...it really is. You can please yourself better than anyone else ever could. Right? Right. Why spoil a good thing? Who needz men. Men. Bleh. They all suck. Except a few, that are my really awesome friends. The rest all suck. Yeah. That's my man bashing. Pretty lowgrade, but good enough.
Anyway, I'm going to go now. Because I can. And because I need to before I explode or something. Good night. Or...maybe I'll be back, I don't know. We'll see. *uNf*