I liked it here and it's pretty clean but I'm jumping ship completely to tumblr.
Class started this week. Shit.
Thought about getting a cat.
Then I thought about becoming a cat.
Then I thought about what my cat name would be.
Then I realized the nickname for a cat is pussy.
Then I didn't want to be a cat anymore.
Then I thought about getting a cat again because the nickname for a cat is pussy.
Then I thought about the different variations of jokes I could make from that.
"Where's my pussy?" "Gotta go feed the pussy?" "My Pussy won't stop scratching up my couch"
Then I realized I could say all these things without actually owning a cat.
Then I unpaused Fringe.
Long time, no see.
It's almost been two months.
In that time period I've smoked a whole bunch of marijuana, finished out the semester at school, and my work study duties at the library, played a lot of Xbox 360 and wrote a short story about gummi bears.
What's first, marijuana, yes it's still illegal but "meh", it ain't crack, heroine, or cocaine. I am proud to say I smoke it and if you want to be prude about it, I hope you get clothesline sometime duing the day. While being "high as kite" while browsing the internet I have discovered two shows from the UK "Skins" and "Doctor Who". Doctor Who has been on since 1963, where the hell have I been. I'm poviding trailers for you now.
About 8 hours ago, I was in a similar situation, since it is Spring break and I am prone to experiment. I got stuck under my comforter for like 30 minutes, I kept trying to think about something but I never could get the thought to complete. I fell asleep and woke up two hours later in a pile craisins. It was trippy.
It's Spring frakking Break.
I think I'm going to take a two week break from copying and pasting. roffle.
Had a speech in Oral Comm this week. Here are some my favorite excepts from it.
2. I had a similar experience one time where I might have had little too much to drink. My point A started with me sitting watching Battlestar Galactica on a Friday like normal, except gin was in the mix this time. My Point B ended with me on the other side of the neighborhood laying on the hood of someone’s car with a marker in my hand where I wrote different words that rhymed with the word like, like, sight, might, kite, bite, right, light, fight, bright, night, smite, and ect. There are more words than you know that rhyme with the word like. And yes the marker was a washable one.
C. For instance, My point A started one night with me getting in after having a tiny get together my friends were having, I was slightly tipsy, instead of going to bed I somehow figured I had to make kool-aid, instead of making the kool-aid in the kitchen like normal people I decided to take the whole pitcher of water and also the whole container of sugar free kool-aid and make the kool-aid in my bed room. My point B ended with waking covered what I thought was blood, even though it smelled like cherry. I freaked out and tried to run down the steps and hit my head on the edge on the corner of the steps. I really went from point A to point B to point H which is the hospital.
Me: I don't remember that (see the key is keeping a serious expression while answering)
Random Girl: Oh, okay
Damn, I won in Speech class Thursday.
February 4, 2008
You ever felt the wind on your face, I mean like really feel it. If you just close your eyes and just catch the breeze. It can be anywhere. Your whole perception on things will change. I link the wind because nobody controls it. You can replicate it, but you can't control it. If you go out side on a nice spring day when the suns out and you catch a steady breeze, that's the best natural feeling you can ever have. Next to going to the bathroom after you have held it for a really long time. A nice breeze can come anybody down I swear.
January 10, 2008 11:56 AM
My dream was about me with this girl I use to know that look like Tia Mowry, she still live in the same neighborhood I do but I ain't seen her in a while, the reason why I had this dream is because my nigga told me she had blond hair now, and when I went to sleep and I couldn't stop thinking about how she look with blond hair.In the dream she was on top on me and was about to kiss me then she said my breath was stanky, I went to brush my teeth in the dream, when I turned around to go back to the room, she had a sheet around her and didn't have any clothes on. She look at me and said you know where I'm at, and I woke up.
