Free time sucks.
So yeah, the one thing that I really like about myspace is that I'm never really sure if I know the people who add me as their friends or not, and I just sort of wonder, "Do I know this person?". I suppose that most people deal with this problem in one fassion or another from time to time, but I doubt that they deal with it as I must - simply put, I've overused every legal way to mess up your brain, (for example this evening I've had 6 shots of espresso within about half an hour of eachother, 4 of them streight, 2 of them with cold milk, so that I could just chug the whole thing.) and I'm begining to feel the effects slowly but surely accumulate. So, if you're thinking of adding me as a friend, please be very explicite as to how I know you, otherwise I'll just sort of stare at your name and pictures for a while (at least an hour), then eventually just add you and hope that your first message to me won't be "Hey, wutz up rofl mao-tse-dung." Also, if I don't know you, just tell me that I don't know you and I'll probably add you anyway, 'cause I'm like that and I'll just be thankful that you didn't cause me like, three days of scratching my head, which is getting tougher and tougher as my hair's been getting really curly lately; I think that it's the fact that I'm using a comunity style bathroom instead of a suite style, which means that while I brush my teeth and whatnot the steam from the shower comes in and is all like "Guess who's hair I'm gonna make curly!", and I'm all like "Ummm, your mom's?", and he's all like "OHSNAP!", and then you know I like do something or whatever.
So this one time Matt, Sean, This asian kid, and I were all at a sushi place, and we all ordered food, we three ordered sushi, and Kevin (the asian kid), ordered pork. We proceded to make fun of him for the next like hour or so about all sorts of stuff, like how he wasn't using chopsticks and things like that. That's pretty much the end of the story, it's not meant to be funny or anything, just letting everyone know that totally am allowed to be racist to asians because I was an asian studies major; it's like a super power or something, except instead of you know, like, me being able to fly, I just make fun of someone because of the color of their skin.
