I figured I should update this since it's been so freaking long and almost all of what I wrote before is inaccurate. But who really reads these things anyways? No offense kids, I probably don't think to read your profiles either. I'm just waiting for people to drop me comments or emails to make me feel like I have something to live for. Maybe that isn't ENTIRELY true.
Did you know the best gift you can ever give someone is simply a Target gift card? You can spend almost a lifetime using it up at the concession stand buying superb 10 day old hot dogs that cost like 57 cents each. Pure entertainment.
Did you know that you should wear gloves when doing yard work? Not only is this a saver when you want to avoid touching the bugs and snakes that hide out in dead leaves that have been sitting there for 11 months, but it also helps avoid getting blisters. Some call it a blister, I call it a huge gapping hole that will require amputation. Whatever.
Burritos and spaghetti are quite tolerable.
I'm shy and very rarely talk. Every now and again I'll crack a smile.
I wish I had a jump rope... yeah, yeah... and a pogo stick.
Watchie talkies are the shit.
Look, sometimes I have a bit too much to drink and I get sick. Sue me.
I very rarely sleep... mostly because of the ghost that lives down the hall from me. She stalks me at night right when I turn off the lights.
And that's all I got for right now. I made my bridge, walk across with me.
