Monday, March 7, 2011

It's about nothing

Chicks blow. Why put the moves on me if you have a fucking boyfriend? Seriously? Also, why is this the second time this has happened? Fail. I need a shlushee walk.

I thought Saturday was going to be a lot more low-key than it was. Very pleased to see Coburn come out, and happy that he was happy about how the pictures turned out awesome.

Shawshank is one of the best movies ever. Anybody who spends a lot of time and effort building a library is A-okay in my book. (See what I did there: library...book. Hahahahaha, I'm hilarious.)

I might abandon my playthrough of FFXIII in favor of Dragon Age 2. I was only playing final fantasy again for shits and giggles. Probably won't play a Mage in Dragon Age 2 though. Well, not my first time through anyway.

Gatorade whomps hangovers. Still surprised I made it through work on Sunday.


I should know better than to ask questions some days. I think the blankets are supposed to be costumes, but I never got a decent explanation for the tomahawking of the cake.

So just spent the last 10 minutes shooting a light fixture with a BB gun. Is it weird that I found it immensely satisfying to watch it shatter? I mean, it was broken anyway.

The fake yawn arm around the shoulders has never failed me, and I'm sick of trying to prove it works. I know it does and I don't care who believes me.

Apparently my taste in women runs to 8 year olds. Thanks for that Laura, last time I get drunk and talk about dating with you. Well no, probably not.

Mmmmmmm... beer.

I am not motivated at all to do anything today. Even blog. This is taking forever.

I love dill holes?

Kinda ironic that I thought it might be weird that I followed someone's blog and I've only ever met her once, and someone else who I've only met once messaged me about MY blog.

I get the outfits, but the umbrella fort escapes me.

30 days of night = awesomesauce. Blood:First kiss = terribleness.

It makes sense that if no one else I know has the same taste in music that I do that it might be ME who's the one who has the crappy taste. I could almost believe that if the music I liked didn't have the effect it does on me.

Speaking of which....



I like the part where they're in the white tuxedos and Corey Taylor starts screaming.

That's me. You can try, but you shall never out smart-ass me lady.

SpAmmy

3 comments:

  1. weren't you the person who told me not to shit where I ate. Serves you right! ahahahahahaha

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  2. Dude, apart from my job hours sucking and kind of fubaring me doing stuff during the week I'm always up for a party or low key get together. What I'm basically saying is I like people and interacting with them so feel free to invite me over any time.

    Also, when I get more details about the gang coming here I'll try to update you.

    Also, despite being pretty drunk I remember you asking to borrow How I Met Your Mother dvds. We'll have to figure that out cause it's no problem. Also, if your Xbox is connected to your network I could give you seasons 4-6 on computer and you could stream them to the Xbox.

    Also, it's been too long since I had pictures to go with my fun times. Seriously had a blast as so many of the people there were great and conversations were much fun.

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  3. Crap I used also there way to freaking much. Oops.

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