| Tuesday, March 28, 2006 |
| clandestine |
Why must everything
be so muddled?
The point of muddling
is to build character
through life lessons
and tribulation...
clandestine...
what a pretty word
that connotates such
evil and deceit.
evil...
HA!
Aint that some shit?
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Yes folks - there you have it. My latest rambling from the brain. Sometimes they just flow from me like the trail of old sperm that will always inevitably lead you to Paris Hilton. Ya know, cause she's a dirty slut-whore?
I have a call in 14 minutes now. well, 13 and some seconds now... WAIT, 13 now, and now 12 and some seconds... I just want to keep you guys up to date.
I have to make an ad today for my class tonight - it's for Onion Rings. Cause... well, I don't know why, and I hate onion rings. I do like the outer "ring," if you will, but the actual greasy onion - I usually pull that out and only eat the outside.
I think I could make a lot of money if I found a way to make the onion ring without the onion. MMMMM... HOT DAMN!!!
Pearl Jam is getting a listen on my ipod now - Apparently my own time period produces not enough music to my liking, so I have to listen to the 90's, and then 90's. OH MY GOD, 90's!
I don't know what I'm talking about anymore - I just know that I hate stuff, and stuff sucks. So you all have a good day now, and I'll talk to you later! |
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