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today was a snore of a boring day...
I called vannessa. that was exciting.
my mom wanted to go see a movie, but vannessa couldnt go so I told her I didnt feel like it. What? A day with my mom? gross. Why would I torture myself like that.
I downloaded music.
my mom was actually having some nice moments, infact she went garage sale shopping and bought me these shelves to put in my room, a purse thing from jamaica, and a butt load of material. cool times.
So Sal had an issue and brett told him to call me... pretty cool, but I am not one for advice giving, I am pretty dumb myself. But I did the best this jeni could do.
So Vannessa thinks brett is a meloncholy and sal insists he's a sanguine... Im gonna say phlegmatic, well actually I dont think so but it makes everything more complicated... which is always a hoot. No really I think he is a sanguine and masks it with meloncholy or a meloncholy all the way with sanguine moments. its a toss up really. ha.
...More? why not!?
So I am missing brett like a toaster misses bread... boo. Which in most cases toasters recieve bread once a day, a daily routine, but no! No one puts toast in my freaking toaster.. no really its true. In sharing this sad reality, we've bonded.. my toaster and I. Its a beautiful and yet not so beautiful thing.
I dont know what to write. I will be back. count on it.
Oh yeah, I like this song by no use for a name. its called dumb reminders....
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charlie chaplin rocks
party on!
You have a cool diary..
Later..
[x]Dixie[x]
I only make waffles and microwave burritos in my toaster.
Toast scares me.
Either, but especially the jellied and cinammoned ones. They're like adolf and hitler. Or that damn clown doll from Poltergeist 3. Or Oprah.
shudders
and hey, thanks for noticing the pulpatations of my elbow pupate. He's my pride and joy. I named him 'steve'. well, I'm assuming it's a 'he'. Can't really lift my pupate's leg up to see what kind of pupating equipment he was assigned with.