i'm not an artist
today was errands witht he julie-monster. it was fun, and it was something to do and she puts up with my shit. so it was good all around. then there was the whole coming home thing. that was kewl because there was dinner waiting for me. people seriously underestimate the value of a good meal at home with the family. i mean alone in my room, that is what with the family means. ;)
i'm a fucking work of art
no idea why, but i have been thinking about another tattoo. i suppose it is a good thing that i do not have the money to spare on it.:)
envy the country that has heros
so i thought someone that messaged me the other night was drunk. no, that person was not drunk. there is just this big conspiracy that i did not know about. i like it when people plan things behind my back. it gives me a reason to hate them. i am kidding. or am i? dun dun daaaa
28 days 6 hours 42 minutes 12 seconds...that is how long the tangent universe would last...i think that is hilarious.
i say, pity the country that needs them...
i have to work tomorrow. i need to remember to get gas. otherwise, i am not going to be able to get there and back. if i get there, yeah i won't want to pay for gas there. in burlington, if you do not know, the gass is at least twenty cents more expensive. darn commercial centers. arf arf. or something to that effect.
