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Jul. 9th, 2007
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The 3rd person who was supposed to rent a townhouse with me has dropped out so back to looking at apartments...
I don't want to go into work. Which I wouldn't have to do if one of you people were wealthy and in need of a hanger-on. For the chance to avoid having to do a job anymore I'd take a crazy, stalker bullet for one of you...
Also my brother and wife left this afternoon. So they're probably in New Mexico now on the way to San Antonio. So if you're in Texas and they run you over because they can't see because the car is stuffed with baby stuff I'm sure they'll be very sorry...
Plus I want oreos. I always want fucking oreos. Stupid fucking oreos. Delicious, yummy, fat laden oreos...
I don't want to go into work. Which I wouldn't have to do if one of you people were wealthy and in need of a hanger-on. For the chance to avoid having to do a job anymore I'd take a crazy, stalker bullet for one of you...
Also my brother and wife left this afternoon. So they're probably in New Mexico now on the way to San Antonio. So if you're in Texas and they run you over because they can't see because the car is stuffed with baby stuff I'm sure they'll be very sorry...
Plus I want oreos. I always want fucking oreos. Stupid fucking oreos. Delicious, yummy, fat laden oreos...
