Good Things.

I have a job.
I have friends.
I have friends.
I like my job.
I vacuumed and washed The Van Sunday.
Paychecks will be coming soon.
I have a vat of cheese puffs which I bought this afternoon.
They won’t last long.
I had a taco salad for dinner.
I still have my license.
I have Lisa Electron and a stable connection.
Mama Cherry gets over 20 miles per gallon.
Poptart is horny, and I know all girls masturbate.
That is so giggle-worthy.
Hairbrush won’t and hasn’t run away like Skunkie did.
I’m listening to Rage Against The Machine.
I won’t do what they told me.
In 14 months, I can legally buy alcohol.
I’ll probably still be a virgin, too.
I have hair.
And a cool hat.
And a decent goatee.
I have butt plugs, a vibrator, and a fake pussy.
I’ve tasted Vagina, and loved it.
Fonz is still The Man.
Simpsons are still on TV.
Devils won the Stanley Cup.
I just orgasmed.

Life is good, what more could I ask for? Anything I want, I can get. Well, except for a serious relationship, but let’s ignore that. One doesn’t need a partner to be happy.

All girls masturbate, huh? 😉 I guess I’m missing out. You’re right–you don’t *need* a partner. You’re a cool guy–I don’t think a loser could pretend to be one this well. You’ll have a serious relationship when you meet the right person, and I think she’ll make you happy, too.

i think you’re a cutie incredibly strange and a little too happy to go up your butt- but hey better yours than mine!!

I like the way you’ve written this.

JanetFaust

June 18, 2003

Good list, I have to do them myself sometimes to think of all the good things I have despite not having a serious boyfriend. a VAT of cheese puffs? I’m drooling on my keyboard.

you don’t need one but it makes the days brighter or something cliche like that.