I'm in a fabulous mood.
Everyone seems to dread the weekdays... why? I kind of like the weekdays more than the weekends. That could be due to the fact that by the time the weekend rolls around I'm already so far behind on sleep that I end up wasting the majority of the weekend passed out.
Someone just called me asking for Betsy. When I said he had the wrong number all he said was "overcooked weiners!" Then he hung up. My life is great.
I'm having fun writing entries in other people's journals... I've noticed however that my entries often make little sense.
P.S. According to this email my name is Sloopy Dippinsniffer. Sounds like some sort of raunchy sausage.
Everyone seems to dread the weekdays... why? I kind of like the weekdays more than the weekends. That could be due to the fact that by the time the weekend rolls around I'm already so far behind on sleep that I end up wasting the majority of the weekend passed out.
Someone just called me asking for Betsy. When I said he had the wrong number all he said was "overcooked weiners!" Then he hung up. My life is great.
I'm having fun writing entries in other people's journals... I've noticed however that my entries often make little sense.
P.S. According to this email my name is Sloopy Dippinsniffer. Sounds like some sort of raunchy sausage.
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I just began making a career out of it!
(read as if I was talking in a very high pitched but bubbely voice as I write this comment while drinking a beer... and eating... an "overcooked weiner"... )
Ps sy yc ch ho os si is s(oups... doesn't fit!)