to be a journalist. Seriously. That's all I can think of today is how crazy I am and how hungry it makes me. I also can't believe I haven't had a drink since New Year's! Oh wait, I had a beer at dinner. So much for that resolution of not drinking for a week.
Anyhow, saw a video of a pizza guy who dropped a pizza, put it back in the box, and then served it to somebody. It was awesome. And then I thought, "Wait, that looks like my house." And said "Damn you scheisty pizza man, damn you."
I also need lunch. Right now.
And new shoes.
Now you know.
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These might be the lamest blogs I've ever come across. I've known strung-out crack whores who make more sense (and provide a more valuable service) than this. If it's going to be this kind of party, I'm gonna put my dick in the mashed potatoes -- then maybe grab a glow stick and hang with the fellas as we listen to techno music. Doosh-doosh-doosh-doosh... :)
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