chicken chop suey… ketchup master
OH goody!
It’s Monday again. I simply can’t control my GLEE.
glee is a crazy word if you look at it, and say it like 20 times.
glee glee glee glee glee.
sounds like i need to clear my throat.
gleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
*ahem*
Anyway, wassabi on chow mein ya’ll.
My stomach is suddenly revolting. I was gonna settle in for a nice downtrodden entry and now all i wanna do is go lay down. I guess my body doesn’t want to deal.
stupid bawwwwdy.
What did I do yesterday? I was lazy and just sat around. I didn’t do any laundry or clean… *sigh* I did fold some stuff that had been sitting in a massive pile for about a week. I’m so productive. Too much online poker. good thing I’m not betting real money.
I did get up and cook a semi good breakfast, eggs and biscuits. GO MOM! or not. that’s easy. I was gonna microwave pancakes but the damn thing is broken… or possessed. it just sits on the number one… then it goes 11:11 and starts to microwave THE AIR. OOOooooOOOOO
ha.
anyway. I have behaved and not sent ANY emails. I’m sure it’s just my last ditch efforts, i’ll be an idiot by the end of the week.
i’m good at idiocy.
and now it’s time for the pay off. bwemmmmmm.
nevermind that, it’s just my psychosis bleeding through.
I’ve been thinking about W overtime lately.
it’s so… insanity inducing. i hate me.
oh, man W. What is it about men that don’t care but we cant’ stop caring about them? huh?
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Now I can’t stop saying “glee”. It’s cracking me up. I need mental help.
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