oh geez i dont know. collecting stamps. cutting myself. some nights i enjoy counting the stars in the sky. other nights i like to count the stars in the sky while seeing how many frozen hot dogs i can shove up my ass. the record is 6. i also like to play the game "guess what this rash is on my balls." my mom is pretty good at that one.
im gonna rename this one "who i'd like to punch:" which includes but is not limited to:rikki lake, mathematicians, paper for my three ring binder, old people, fat people, nicolas cage, all of eastern europe, lassie, any one with a last name that starts with Mc-, the inventor of twizzlers, and lindsy lohan (i guess that would technically be called a donkey punch).
i love music. its my favorite thing in the whole wide world. im probably addicted to it. one time i snorted a line up my pee hole. it fucked me up it did. oh wait. what were we talking about? coke, right?
im blind.
the best parent there is
im illiterate. and blind. bad combination. so i guess it would be anything in braille. except im an arthritic dyslexic. one would think those factors should cancel themselves out. like a negative times a negative. but they dont. fuck math.
my dong. im not gonna lie. i guess technically i look down on him and he looks up to me but that's ok. that guy has done pretty good for himself and made me proud. except for that one time. also there was that other time. and lets not forget about that one chick. and then pretty much all of 2001-2007. now that i think about it fuck that guy.