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Ricockulous, I Say! Ri-cock-u-lous!
Feb. 20th, 2006 05:01 amWow. I think today was probably my worst day in a while! It was fantastic how shitty it was!
I think the best part of my day was getting to eat some waffles.
Yes, indeed I do.
I had to do that retarded song in church today and I hated every minute of it. Although the ending was probably what I hated the most, everyone felt compelled to come up and touch me. They were trying to hug me and give me kisses on the cheek and I just wanted to knock down some old people and run away. Fuck. Seriously, it's just a little too fucked up how eager they are to touch.
Came home and literally passed out on the couch in the den. Didn't get back up until about 5 and then I ran to the store before I had to go to work. Stopped by Tobacco Road and saw Beth before actually heading over to work. Huzzah! <3 to Beth-ness! Went to work, lost all the feeling in my hands, came home.
Then I went up to Beth's and now I'm finally finishing this damn blog. Funny that I started this thing a little after midnight and now it's 5am. Awesome! So now I'm sitting here wondering if I'm actually going to sleep or not. I felt like I could pass out up at Beth's, but now that I'm home I'm kind of not tired. Perhaps it was the drive or perhaps I just wasn't moving enough at her house. Huzzah. We'll stick with that.
Keep in mind that at the start of this blog everything was shitty. I'm feeling much better now, perhaps the human contact was necessary for the night. Many thanks to Beth, Toaster, and Heath who made the remaining hours of consciousness highly amusing.
I think the best part of my day was getting to eat some waffles.
Yes, indeed I do.
I had to do that retarded song in church today and I hated every minute of it. Although the ending was probably what I hated the most, everyone felt compelled to come up and touch me. They were trying to hug me and give me kisses on the cheek and I just wanted to knock down some old people and run away. Fuck. Seriously, it's just a little too fucked up how eager they are to touch.
Came home and literally passed out on the couch in the den. Didn't get back up until about 5 and then I ran to the store before I had to go to work. Stopped by Tobacco Road and saw Beth before actually heading over to work. Huzzah! <3 to Beth-ness! Went to work, lost all the feeling in my hands, came home.
Then I went up to Beth's and now I'm finally finishing this damn blog. Funny that I started this thing a little after midnight and now it's 5am. Awesome! So now I'm sitting here wondering if I'm actually going to sleep or not. I felt like I could pass out up at Beth's, but now that I'm home I'm kind of not tired. Perhaps it was the drive or perhaps I just wasn't moving enough at her house. Huzzah. We'll stick with that.
Keep in mind that at the start of this blog everything was shitty. I'm feeling much better now, perhaps the human contact was necessary for the night. Many thanks to Beth, Toaster, and Heath who made the remaining hours of consciousness highly amusing.
