Blargh.

My head hurts.

My stomach hurts.

I feel like barfing.

On that pleasant note, I'm hungry as well.

I saw Land of the Lost and it was awesome.

I've been smokin' a lotta hookah with Jara.

A cat fight scared me outside in the dark. It was with real actual cats, not girls, dumbasses. Still, it was pretty scary-like.

But the ship will never sink. It won't sink. It's insinkable.

Is it because I'm fat? No, she's fat, too.

I'm tryin' to watch The Deliberate Stranger in parts on youTube because, apparently, movies have expiration dates. Like, they got tired of producing it or something, so.... they just... quit?

Ok. Man that's hella stupid.

Ha! See, Jara has just come over all snoopy-like tryin to cop a look at this screen but I played like I was doing something important but really, he's the only one who reads this blog, so ha ha ha! he's gonna see it anyway.

But I bet he's all like shifted feeling, like Omg, what's she doing? Who's she talking to? I mean, it's none of my bidness but... I feel left out!

Yeah well, I'm just blogging bout nothin.

That motherfucking excedrin did NOTHING for my headache.

Fuck that excedrin, man, and it's hard to spell too...? Yeah, they wanna get stick BAD.

Peace.