I think three years has been more than enough.

Saturday

Boosh.

FYI, that wasn't really me in the last post...

This is.



Now for a new feature on the journal no one reads.
Upclose penis shots!





Also, I don't know how MC Hammer got on my mp3 player, but I'm plesantly surprised.

Suck it, Wallflowers. Suck it hard.


Also, I figure I would use my new camera phone with video capabilities to show you how my ukulele lessons are going... remember, I've only had it a month or so, so cut me some slack.




I'm a little better now, what with my being able to afford medication and being back on training as we start hiring again on Monday.

nevermind

I suppose this is the part of the party where everyone is making out and I'm at the snack table eating Doritos.

So, the lack of response means tomorrow is study day. I have to memorize 142 points to sorting packages which should take me the better part of three hours.

I learned how to solve a rubix cube.

Maybe I'll see some people the 24th of Feb if everyone isn't too broke or busy.


Maybe I'll fill out an internet dating profile. I mean, I figure jerking off into a sock named Tara has to be the lowest one can get... it can only go up from there, right? But so help me, the first time I'm stood up or played, someone is totally getting an overhand chop to the Adam's apple, or rather, the area where the Adam's apple should be.

Well, off to study. And by study, I mean hang out with Tara.

Real quick...

Sunday, I'm thinking dinner and a "show". Dinner at 4 and said show to follow. One thing... I seem to have lost all my contacts from my old phone, so I need everyone to either call me and leave a message, or to private message it to me. Much appreciated.



Also, everyone is invited, though I'm sure I know who will be there and who won't already. Just incase, please RSVP or something.

That's it.