recent conversation with ana...
me. i'm sorry i'm so gross and disgusting all the time. it's just that i really love you.
her. 'working, not really listening.'
me. so, i guess you're all prepared to go to the movie, right? like, you've applied your preparation h and everything?
her. i hate you.
in other news, i saw a great terry gilliam movie lastnight called tideland, which was filmed in southern saskatchewan. fricken awesome, and i highly recommend you check it out. unless you're close minded, in which case we can't be friends.
you know when you're going around, doing whatever it is that you do, and you have these random thoughts or memories, and think to yourself...hey, buddy, i should write that down...but then, for lack of pen, or laziness, you convince yourself that you'll never forget what it is you thought of. only to try and think of it again later that night, and obviously you've forgotten the brilliant brainwave by that point? i hate that. i'm going to end one of my all time biggest foes as far as forgetting thoughts goes right now. from now on, i'll always remember that i think amanda peet looks like piper perabo. there. i have it written down.
also, the us is going to bomb iran. don't say i didn't warn you.
insert....um, it turns out my girlfriend didn't know what preparation H was, so, basically, she just hates me. have a good saturday.
pps...(in know there was no ps) be nice to old people. you really don't know what a difference you make to them. (don't laugh and call me a fag. just be nice to them.)
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