I woke up super late, because I took the day off at work. Mom fixed a good breakfast, and an even better meal. Got an unexpected message that made me very happy as I drove back to Puebla, then came back to find my aunt made pizza (home made bread, sauce, and all), cake, and my baby niece had an idea to decorate my room.
The Blwaaaad is as strong as ever, and just as primal. I might elaborate even further on this but then I'd have to kill you. Speaking of which, don't let me catch you having unprotected sex, or i'll snap your neck with my own hands.
Thanks MTV, now, what best way to wash down that PSA than these words: Paris. Hilton. She should get a camera crew to follow her around in prison, for yet another delivery of "The Simple Life". Seriously, it's just hilarious that she blames her agent for not telling her that she was not supposed to DUI or she'd go to jail... WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU EXPECT YOU MORON? What? "Ferretbite reads the tabloids!! He's shallow, like us!!" well yeah, don't act so surprised!!!
Off to watch TV now!!
I kind of wish I hadn't gone because now I'm going to be remembered as that weird guy who didn't talk and pretty much just sate on the pool table.