Okay, so I'm moving out and painting the walls of my room so I can get my security deposit back. Anywho, I think the fumes are getting to me and here's the evidence.
-Friday night: I awoke to find myself in my closet trying to open a window that had been nailed shut years ago.
-Saturday morning: I sat in bed watching TV for three hours straight...while keeping my finger pressed on the channel changer.
-Saturday afternoon: I went out to get the mail without realizing I was buck nekkid until my roommate pointed it out after the fact.
-Sunday evening: Just because I could, I piled up my entire porno mag & Maxim mag collection and made myself a bonfire behind the house.
-Early Monday morning: I woke up twenty minutes into Lost In Translation which was not in my DVD player when I went to sleep.
-Later Monday morning: I woke up for ten minutes to cuss out my roommates then went back to bed.
I think I'm loosing the precious few brain cells I have left.
-Friday night: I awoke to find myself in my closet trying to open a window that had been nailed shut years ago.
-Saturday morning: I sat in bed watching TV for three hours straight...while keeping my finger pressed on the channel changer.
-Saturday afternoon: I went out to get the mail without realizing I was buck nekkid until my roommate pointed it out after the fact.
-Sunday evening: Just because I could, I piled up my entire porno mag & Maxim mag collection and made myself a bonfire behind the house.
-Early Monday morning: I woke up twenty minutes into Lost In Translation which was not in my DVD player when I went to sleep.
-Later Monday morning: I woke up for ten minutes to cuss out my roommates then went back to bed.
I think I'm loosing the precious few brain cells I have left.