i like your shirt. but you should probly put your jacket back on.

so today while mike and i were driving around getting paid to drive around we saw three of those young trailer trash girls, one of whom had a kid in a stroller. you know the type? fifteen, they always wera Fubu and Baby Phat and have white hoodies and ugly fucking skate shoes. and for good measure, they're all smoking. so we drive by, and as we drive by, trailer trash girl mom winds up and fucking pushes the stroller full of baby down the wet sidewalk sans mom holding on right towards a light post.

WHO DOES THAT???

"im a good mommy! im gonna turn my kid into a projectile!"

fuck, go swallow a knife cause you suck at life!

i get a four day weekend. my weekend will mostly be spent studying. except for tomorrow night when hopefully it will be a big drunk fest. and then back to reading. and then exam. and then maybe go to sounds of the underground if theres any decent tickets left.

i downloaded the first and only season of Undeclared. one show along with Dead Like Me, Carnivale, and Arrested Development that should have never been cancelled. i heart this show because it's oh so true, plus it reminds me a lot of pretty much the entirety of the last four years. ok, so maybe not all four years...maybe just first year. but whatever. it's a good show. i'll probly put off reading tonight and just have an Undeclared marathon til i finish the whole season and fall over on my desk and sleep.

oh, wait, i have to go get a going away thing for julia tomorrow...i can do that when i take a break.

yabba dabba do. blah blah blah.

it's rainy. blah blah blah.

im going now. blah blah blah.

i like your shirt. but you should probly put your jacket back on.