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Sunday, August 19, 2001
 
today is rampant whinging day. it's theme week over here, apparently. anyhow. complaint number one: my computer doesn't love me. every time i attempted to load a page it crashed my pathetic dial up connection. blergh. complaint number two: i just spilled freshly microwaved string beans on my foot. not my fault, despite my usual clumsiness. the paper plate deteriorated while i wasn't looking and they all poured through a hole in the center. mrf. =/

well, in any case, i have started the long list of things that must be brought up to school. (in my father's overly tiny saturn--urgh) i have yet to begin the largest task of all: going through my closet and figuring out what i'm actually taking. i wouldn't have said that i had that many clothes because for most of the year i don't see them. i'd be wrong, though, because they're all there waiting for me uselessly in my overly blessed closet. i should really donate to charity and have done with it.

everything itches. slowly... slowly i will go insane. *frightening grin* blergh. soon i will just randomly lose my mind for a minute and hack my feet off while i'm not looking. how is it possible for one human to have so many bug bites on one foot? seven. on my left foot. why???

anyhow, since i'm being the countess of clarity, the impress of insight, the princess of pellucidity, why don't i just give up now and get on to tomorrow's glorious visit with my grandmother all the sooner? blergh and double blergh. well, sooner it's tomorrow, the sooner it's friday. stick around, i'll be saying that all week. g'night.


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