Thoughts at 2:20 am on this 29th day of December, in the year of our Lord two thousand and five….
I like tall Austrians, especially when they’re in the United States (in my house to be precise).
Speed scrabble is loads of fun. I believe I have an uncontrollable addiction.
Sometimes myself and I have fist fights. Maybe I should buy a punching bag.
My sister punched me tonight and it kinda hurt. Did I just admit that? Maybe I shouldn’t have given her an Indian sunburn.
It’s really nothing quite so glorious. The truth is really more laborious. Thanks Khrustys.
Sometimes I talk to myself too.
There are some more thoughts, but you don’t want to listen. My ears are plugged.
It’s off to bed we go (btw, we is now a singular pronoun).
We agree that it is a singular pronoun, if your Brrrritish.
if i had been bold enough to bring the camera in while i rode the scooter, there might be a few hundred pics of me on facebook. but… the embarassment of being forced to ride a mobile chair was enough adventure for me. (i was actually thankful i lived in arkadelphia last night. hardly anyone was there). but thats about the only reason im thankful for this town right now. *y am i bitter?*
ah-ha!