Tuesday, June 19, 2007

The Letter E

Everything is a fucking mess. I don't feel like writing about it.

On a brighter note, I just woke up because I fell off my bed, and bare with me- I'm just getting to the good part, I fell off my bed while asleep because I was having a dream about having a threesome with Megan Fox and Tara Reid. Are you laughing yet? Good. And yes- in the dream they both fell off the bed with me. They didn't have a choice. We were very much intertwined. Heh. 

So yeah, now that I'm back to thinking about how shitty my life is right now. . . I REALLY could go for a beer right now. But I'd rather not drink alone. 

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Ready yourselves. I have a feeling the next post is going to be long, elaborate and boring with great details about everything I'm purposefully neglecting to write about right now.

Cheers.

PS. Anyone still act like a child and have cereal for breakfast most mornings? (and by morning I mean anywhere from 6am till 2pm) I do. Anyone notice the fact that Trix no longer shapes its cereal? They made it all spherical. Seriously. WTF happened? 

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