Awesome Fixed Up Running |
This year I'm growing up. All the way. I'm gunna open up an IRA. I'm gunna have friends and talk to them about serious stuff but we'll still laugh. I'll stop pretending that my life is going to be dif...
Posted by Jimmy on Sat, 27 Jan 2007 02:25:00 PST |
When You Love Your Family Members |
I was in a conference with my English teacher, who intimidates me very much. All I wanted to do was take a this huge poo-leanie and leave it in the toilet. But instead I sat there listening to him. Th...
Posted by Jimmy on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
An Old Account Of My Food and Sleep Habits |
I used to be and still am (but less) obsessed with my sleeping habits. For a while I took note of both. This is it. I think I might have been unemployed at the time, but I'm not sure. *note: I requi...
Posted by Jimmy on Sun, 06 Nov 2005 11:47:00 PST |
I'm Tired of Living in a House |
It was a really excellent land. It had so much neat stuff in it. So much neat stuff that it became overwhelming and well all took shelter in the treehouses away from all the noise. Although we missed ...
Posted by Jimmy on Thu, 22 Sep 2005 07:53:00 PST |
The Very Logical Man |
The man spoke at me, "why would I want to buy your book? I've got a nice dictionary at home with way more words that your books got and a bunch you probably don't even use!""Because of the order that ...
Posted by Jimmy on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
How I Ruined a Grown Man's Day |
So the other day while I was working behind the counter at your local record store, I was talking excitedly to a co-worker about the previous night's hail storm, and how the hail was literally the siz...
Posted by Jimmy on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Number Three |
A little boy came out of the bathroom and a old man asked him what he had done when he sat down on the bench next to him.
"Number 3" said the boy in a voice that sounded like a Train Wreck. The old...
Posted by Jimmy on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Maybe Being Dead |
is just like when you sleep & don't dream. You just don't remember being.
Posted by Jimmy on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
