so i get a journal with this thing, huh? guess i should make use of it, then. who am i, you may be wondering. just some run of the mill punk kid who cooks your food and listens to your conversations as you (well all of us really) babble like a damn brook about absolutely nothing. c'mon people! where are your meaningful conversations? entertain me, at least speak of things so foolish that i might speak much shit about you later that evening. or tell a funny joke for once. make someone do a spit take. the clean up would be worth it. all i ask is just one spit take.
