This will be a ramble.
You ever get to a point that you're so tired that you end up staring at a wall for five minutes and you're mind thinks about everything?
I hate medicine that won't let you do stuff. I am not allowed to lie down for thirty minutes, I can't eat for two hours, and I can't get pregnant. This sucks.
Especially because I'm tired right now but I can't lie down. Damn it all.
I like singing in front of a crowd. but I hate it at the same time.
I want to get a hat that looks like a hamburger... I will call it... A HATBURGER.
You know how it's bad to be a third wheel on a date? I was a 5th wheel the other night. Double date... and I get invited along and like the idiot I am, I say of course.
Did I ever tell you that that suit you're wearing makes my butt look big?
I went to the gas station in a tuxedo. The guy was all like "What's the occasion?" So I was all like "John Madden"
If my wallpaper had anymore kittens on it, I would have to burn my house down.
LIKE A VIRGIN. TOUCHED FOR THE VERY FIRST/LAST TIME!!
Sleep Deprivation, More dangerous than marijuana (which isn't all that dangerous)
TVR
I'm still trying to digest all of that....
ReplyDeleteI completely agree with you though. You kinda just mong out in your own lil world with random thoughts just jumping from one to another with no apparent link. Definitely makes for an interesting read though. Kinda like reading a blog that someone's posted when it's so blatant that they were high/drunk at the time. Need moar.
You can't get pregnant because your a guy (tuxedo mentioned) or because you take pills that won't let you. Or...I can't even...what is this?
ReplyDeleteWould you sing in front of a crowd wearing a hatburger and tuxedo?
ReplyDeleteStream of consciousness at its finest my friend
ReplyDeletewow i can hardly follow you here
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