LMAO!!!!

I'm watching the first season of Superboy. It's the shittiest show i think i've ever seen in my entire existance. ever. But in the second episode "A kind of princess", in which young Clark Kent is dating that chick from Bawatch i think, (and she's the daughter of a mob boss) anyway it's her 18th birthday and she says all she wants is Clark for her birthday, in the corporal sense ya dig, so she brings him to a secluded room and they start a-smoochin and he says "when i get passionate i'm an animal." walks away and destroys a doorknob. Classic.

I feel like i should have more to write about these days, what with all the cool new doodads and gadgets that surround me, but i don't. Maybe i've oversaturated my brain and can't come up with any new coherent thoughts of my own. Or maybe i'm so too fucking tired after staying up almost everynight of my vacation until 5am to watch YouTube. I've gotten no rest and this vacation is, as far as i see it, totally unproductive. Am i surprise? No. Disappointed? Not even in the least. I enjoyed wearing my pjs for the entire duration of said time off. I do not care what the chinese/chicken/pizza/pot delivery guy thinks of me. I'm on vacation bitch. Or rather i was on vacation and that's all over. All that great unproductive time.

How long should i keep the christmas tree up? Is february ridiculous? Maybe but Annie loves her twinkle lights. Makes everything all romantic and shit. Classy as fuck. That's me.

I'd like to go all ecological on your asses for a moment if i may. WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH THE WEATHER PEOPLE!! This is crazy. Last sunday morning was a beautiful spring day. Gorgeous. The kind of day you spent down at the canal, drinkin' a few drinks, smokin' a few spliff, shootin' the shit with a few friends. BUT THIS IS JANUARY!!! I walked to Future Shop in a sweater. It might not sound that fucking spectacular but trust me this shit is not good and way important. It's got the squirrels gettin' fat and geese all fucked up. It's funny, but not good.