Saturday, September 26, 2009

But Skittles are my favorite...

Listening to Fashawn. He's from Fresno, made it big, kinda. I don't really like it, though. ... I played eight games today. ... I need a massage and a hot tub. ... Someone made me think about long-distance relationships last night. She asked how would something like that work. In my situation, I travel back to my home state a lot, like a lot more than most people who don't live in their home state. Also, I'm not broke anymore, so the whole travel and seeing each other aspect of it can be managed. It will suck being apart for weeks at a time, but it's doable. What really matters, I think, is both people being committed to the relationship and knowing what they are getting into. I've tried this before and that part of the relationship was successful. It was other stuff that ended it. ... That being said, I like the girl, but I don't know enough about her to know if that's what I'd want right now. That's not to say I don't or wouldn't, though. ... I burnt the roof of my mouth with pizza earlier today. Now my it hurts to eat dinner. ... Why do both my elbows hurt? ... I miss having someone to text dirty things to. ... Someone gave me a stack of Playboys and I sold them all for 20 bucks to some old man. he said they were for his sons. I doubt it. ... I like when it's overcast. ... Girls should not try to talk to me or anyone else about our "relationship" when they are drunk. ... I'm glad I don't work tomorrow. ... My iPhone is pissing me off. I can't get this update to take and I've tried a bunch of so-called solutions. Gabe is helping me through AIM right now. ... Wait ... ... ... I might have it fixed. ... ... ... Wait. ... ... ... ... ... ... Gabe needs to hurry up and answer me so I know he got my last text. ... ... ... If you don't know who Bruce Lee is, use the Internet and find out. ... ... ... Ah, fuck! I didn't know the USC game was on TV! I missed the first half. I'm a jeenyes. ... FIXED IT! I think. ... I got this little wooden carving from like the fair or some shit, and it's of my name. My mome and dad or someone like that got it for me a long time ago. It broke the other day. I tried to glue it with crazy glue. Of course that didn't work because it's wood. Again, I'm smart. ... I'm playing in Michigan next weekend and Phoenix the weekend after that. Anyone wanna roll? ... Art is a bartender now. This should be fun when I go back home. ... I feel like the color tan. Very unexciting and bland. ... I lost a bet and now I'm supposed to wear pink underwear of some kind. It's up to the guy I lost the bet to as to which kind they'll be. Not looking forward to paying up on that. ... I don't wanna hear anymore about Tim Fucking Tebow. ... I think I'm going to fall asleep on my couch tonight while I watch movies and eat Starburst and Sweet Tarts. ... Stop telling me I should get a dog. I don't like dogs. ... I like fish. ... I like sharks, mostly. And apes and alligators. ... I've been squeezing the same tube of toothpaste that seems empty for like a week because I haven't gone to the store. ... You can keep the 100-degree weather. ... Gabe told me I couldn't handle that kind of weather anymore. I don't want to handle that bullshit. ... Valerie seems to be cool again. ... Few things suck more than catching a good movie on TV but it's one cable so it's edited for all the cussing/nudity. It just makes it mediocre. ... Ichiro got ejected from his first baseball game. I love that guy. ... Minerva pissed me off today. ... This attractive girl always brings her punk ass poodle around my patio door. I'm about to tell that bitch to move. ... It seems I'm OK at bowling. But it makes my fingers hurt. I don't like that. ... I scraped up my leg on the dirt today. It's not going to feel good when I finally decide to get off my ass and take a shower. ... Chris is in Iowa messing with white girls and playing ball. ... OK, I gotta fuck with my phone some more. ... Listening to the Blueprint 3. It's all right. ... Be cool and teach younger people how to tell time on a non-digital clock.

Friday, September 18, 2009

You're lucky I like girl parts...

Girls make me mad and give me headaches and make me wanna pull their hair and push their face in the sand. ... That is all. ... Be cool and don't bother me.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Hair is OK...

Listening to the new Raekwon album. You should listen to it, too. ... The trains in Chicago are loud as fuck. I don't like that. ... I don't like to shave. That shit takes up time out of my day that I'm not willing to give up. But I think it could be worse. I could be a girl. ... You people have to shave your legs and all this otherwise no one will like you. That sucks, but it's life. ... Also, I like variety. Not the magazine, but variety. Like for instance, yes, I like a girl who doesn't leave any hair on her vagina. That's nice to look at if you have a pretty pussy. I can have fun with that. However, it's OK to change things up a little. Maybe do something different with that bitch. With me, nothing is off limits. Keep me wondering what I'll see next when I slide your panties down your legs. ... Here's something to learn from: I introduce my boy in Phoenix to this chick. They start fucking, but they definitely aren't a couple. But she catches feelings ... hard. Next thing you know, a couple, few months go by and boom, the bitch gets my buddy's NAME TATTOOED ON HER HIP! That's not a lie. They were basically just haning out and having sex and she goes and takes it to another level. Moron. ... The NFL pisses me off. I like college football way more. ... Kanye West has been called an idiot on here more than once, I think. So I don't think I really need to say it again. But it is pretty cool that the president called him a jackass. ... I don't like lip rings or studs. ... I like my new condo. ... Someone in Nor*Cal is on my mind. ... I've decided it's eyes and lips. Not even a doubt anymore. ... This girl asked someone else, not me, if my Gucci sneakers were fake. Then she asked me to buy her a shot. ... Didn't happen. ... Chris lives in Iowa now. Fuck. At least he's playing ball. ... Be cool and avoid razor bumps.