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Wednesday, April 16, 2003
I just gotta keep telling myself, "Less than 3 weeks left, Less than 3 weeks left, Less than 3 weeks left." In less than 3 weeks, not more roommate. I'll be able to play video games any fucking I want to. I'll be able to play my music without earphone any fucking time of the day. I'll be able to watch TV whenever the fuck I want to. I'll be able to drive in my nice as fuck car any fucking time of the day, and go places. I'll be able to write about someone as much as I want to on this site without worrying about them reading it - well, without worrying about seeing them every again. I'll be liberated from the stresses of "always being happy." I'll be able to scream at anything in my room whenever the fuck I want to, and not be thought of as crazed. I'll be able to masturbate more than any human being on the planet once again. I'll be able to do things without the fear of my roommate reading or listening to what I'm typing or saying. No more paranoia. When I look on the floor, I'll only see my pubes...there will be no more contaminations of non-Keddaris pubes. Fuck! I'll be able to go over my friends houses and play video games. I'll be able to go to the fucking movies!! Goddamn I'm in movie-withdrawal. I will not have to breathe in cigarette smoke, and smell the scents of cigarette smoke ever again. I'll be able to watch all the fucking shows I've had to not watch because my roommate was watching tv. But wait! I'm fucking screwed because the seasons of all my favorite shows are over!!! I'm so fucking mad about that shit. I hate ______ (use your imagination). ________ (use your imagination) sucks so much fucking ass, it makes me want to puke. __________ (use your imagination) is that fucking scratch in the middle of your back you can never get to. When the itch is gone, it's paradise. "Less than 3 weeks left, Less than 3 weeks left, Less than 3 weeks left." In less than 3 weeks, it's going to be paradise.
Disclaimer: When I typed "______ (use your imagination)", the word that came to my imagination was "homework". [insert evil laugh] *sits back in chair, and grins* *gets up to take a piss* *sits back down, and still patiently waits for the tv to be free* (I'm a nice guy who'll be patient. On the otherhand, the person who said "The best things come to people who wait" never said anything about becoming homicidal while your waiting. That's right America, I feel like killing someone once again. Of course I'm playing - but also, of course there's no way of knowing how truthful I'm being. I say a lot of things that I say I don't mean but I mean them, and a lot of things that I mean to say but don't say them, and a lot of things that I don't mean to say but say them anyway. Okay...I'm just talking out of my ass now. Be sometimes I talk out of my ass and purposely talk of it; other times I talk out of my ass and don't mean to. Sometimes I even say things I don't mean to say while talking out of my ass but I don't say what I meant to say and I purposely want to talk out of my ass. Most of the time, I talk out of my ass and say things I mean. That's what gives me that sarcastic edge I'm famous for. ¶8:09 PM e-mail me (0) comments (0) commentsBack To Blog top September 2002 / October 2002 / November 2002 / December 2002 / January 2003 / February 2003 / March 2003 / April 2003 / May 2003 / June 2003 / July 2003 / August 2003 / September 2003 / October 2003 / November 2003 / December 2003 / January 2004 / February 2004 / March 2004 / April 2004 / May 2004 / June 2004 / July 2004 / August 2004 / September 2004 / October 2004 / November 2004 / December 2004 / January 2005 / February 2005 / March 2005 / April 2005 / May 2005 / June 2005 / July 2005 / August 2005 / September 2005 / October 2005 / November 2005 / December 2005 / January 2006 / February 2006 / March 2006 / April 2006 / May 2006 / August 2006 / October 2006 / December 2006 / April 2007 / August 2007 / September 2007 / November 2007 / January 2008 / February 2008 / March 2008 / April 2008 /
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