i was up at the ass crack of dawn this morning.
dawn for the superiorjanel, that is, which arrives promptly anytime before noon and when my alarm goes off.
bitches, that was 0648 this morning. holy crizzap.
and i got shit done. laundry. car wash. room cleaning. i even vacuumed my car. i don't even vacuum my house - for real. i despise vacuuming. the noise makes me crazy.
anyway. i so got shit done. then the roommate and i went to peoria because my lil star was getting out of the hospital and i want to be supportive.
if you can't be an athlete, be an athletic supporter.
i'm not 100 percent sold on the idea of her being home but the decision isn't mine to make. so i can only hope that things get better for her.
gran massa and i went out for dinner number two with amy, the resident twatwaffle. that word cracks me up. i think it means queef but only with more letters. i had drinks with dinner. i didn't even eat dinner, i just drank. and i got a hello kitty charm for my phone. it's adorable. i feel like a genuine imitation ling ling.
got back to the raging metropolis that is dbq and went drinking some more. this post is coming at you fully loaded, people. i promised myself i wouldn't drink and dial but i know i did it anyway. baxter, i miss talking to you.
and now i'm home and in bed and i'm a little buzzed and a whole lot tired. i should go to bed before things get crazy around here.