today is a wonderful day. and things are looking up.
im going to buy a protective radioactive/haz-mat suit, and start sterilizing my bathroom. the other day big tanky went in there to take a pee, and was so horrified by my sub standard hygene practices that she puked in the middle of her pee.
you can tell it's time to do the laundry when the pile of filthy garments gets taller than your kitchen counters.
"it smells like somthing died in your car."
"oh that's just your breath."
i dont want to have this mullet anymore. haircut is set for wednesday. i'm going to a hari dresser, i guess that makes me officialy a fayg. oh well.
i hate children. especially between the ages of 4 - 16. fuck you, you liquor store loittering little bastards.
i wish whitey never quit the sign job. i have not seen him in weeks, and i miss my pal.
part of cleaning up my act will include scaling down my internet usage. did you know there are real people in the world??? not just internet people. WHO KNEW?!
i want to be outside right now. so im goin got put on pants, and a t shirt, and walk around in the sunshine, letting myself float through the salty ocean air.
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