Sunday, April 17, 2005
It was a minor thing, but it sort of turned it a big thing after the fact.
There's more . I missed a good friend's big play. To my credit I was @ work till 9 on that day. Still...I suck
Oh yeah one more thing.
I'm supposed to do dishes, and I'm too lazy.
Ok, let's just make this a purging, shall we?
I don't really like Radiohead, or Dave Matthews. Same Jam band, different obsesed lame-ass fans. Sorry.
Sex in the City, Friends, and Will and Grace, might as well be the same sucky show. I could care less. Sorry about that too
I kind of like reading about how trashy Britney Spears is. Have mercy.
I rented The Dreamers, only for the sex scenes. Filthy Filthy!
Monty Python often dissapoints me. I remember it being funnier. Mea Maxima Culpa.
I hate loud music. No, i'm not too old, i never have liked loud music.
I have connived against people in happy relationships, because I have a crush on the girl, and if I can't have her... no one will.
I pick my nose, ears and my teeth in a disgusting manner, and I don't care because it's so gratifying.
Abba has to be one of the best bands ever, and I stop myself from playing it at bars and jukeboxes because it's "Too Gay"
I like football games, I like the Broncos, I hate talking about football. I have memorized statistics simply to be able to hold my own, but don't seriously care.
If someone's pissed at me I usually ignore them untill they get over it. Employers, Parents, and Significant others included.
I'm being a total wuss about getting my tonsils out.
I act like I'm ok with my break-up, but I'm really psychotic and jealous.
I resent people who are motivated and honest.
Guys who sculpt their eyebrows piss me off.
I can't watch people make asses of themselves on TV it stresses me out.
I feel guilty about writing this, but excited someone might read it.
Mea Culpa, Mea Maxima Culpa