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| February 17th, 2001 Hello again, and welcome to another THRILLING adventure with your's truly. Have I told you all I have a cold? Nah.. I bet I didn't.. either way, all yesterday I spent harking up some green lumps. Yum yum, eat 'em up. Can't get THAT at McDonald's! Also, I lost my voice early yesterday morning.. Yippee.. no more smart ass comments will be uttered from my lips until my voice in proper working order. Which just so happens to be TODAY... oh yeah. I forced myself to talk until I had a voice back, even IF my throat feels like someone glued sand down the entire esophagus and made me swallow glass. Love those cold viruses. Alright.. something just enterprising, quip-ish, and entertaining needs to start flying out my head.... hmm.. just ain't happening. I had chicken for breakfast this morning and some of it is still in my teeth. mmmm mmmm GOOD. Almost Campbell quality, pre processed chicken bits the size of quarks floating around in my mouth. Let's see... What I think.. What I think.. I think I'm freaking cold, is what I think. What the hell happened to the TWO TEASINGLY SWEET days that the sun poked it's hairy ass out and warmed up this ball of ice we call Earth. OK.. maybe I'm exaggerating the tundra issue here, I mean.. it's not THAT cold, but I tell you what.. I wouldn't be caught without three layers of clothes on today, even indoors sitting my fat butt in front of a monitor typing to absolutely no one in particular ABOUT nothing... I'm thinking about going home, grabbing a pillow and a blanket, curling up on the couch with my sketch book, journal, poem journal, a Dr. Pepper, maybe some Salt & Vinegar chips, couple of pencils & pens & erasers, perhaps a piece of chocolate here and there, and then once I'm settled for sitting there the remainder of the day getting up taking a piss, then settling back down and get interrupted by a phone call or my family, or my best friend calling me to tell me she screwed her neighbor's dog again... UGH.. I'm out ya'll.. lates. |
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| February 18th, 2001 Wow ya'll!! I've actually kept this up for a grand total of (drum roll, please) FIVE DAYS.. oh yeah.. world record for Dezy-girl. Five days.. wow.. I should celebrate or something... damn.. too bad I don't drink alone, I could be a regular lush if I did. Hmm.. alone again tonight *picks up drink* CHEERS!!! *guzzle guzzle* ahhhhhh.. how great it is. So.. it's a freakin' 19 degrees in the sunshine.. lord GOD.. when will this cold weather END!! You'd think it was winter or something! Ahhh.. it ain't all bad, I mean, you don't have to refrigerate anything at least. Just leave it on the table or kitchen counter.. pfft.. it ain't going nowhere. IN FACT!! it may just very well freeze TO the counter and your mother will find you dead with hypothermia with a icepick frozen to your lifeless hand. Oh.. speaking of lifeless hands, I spent yesterday afternoon picking up cans. Oh yeah, for a good cause of COURSE!! I mean, do you think my lazy self would be out there otherwise? I mean, I just guaranteed a tiny little spot in heaven for that act of selflessness. OH YEAH.. Moooooving on UP... lates, ya'll!! |
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| February 19th, 2001 Ahhhhh *stretchs*.... another full day of doing ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. *yawn* can't wait until I'm busier than a cat in a litterbox. I checked out a few friend's webpages today. Nice. better than mine, I'll tell ya that. except for one: that lady whoooooo. There was NOTHING on that site. Why even MAKE IT?!!? I mean.. for a spot to put your pic? suuuuure, but she didn't even have a pic on the thing, that you could make out, of course. *shakes head in shame* poor poor POOR people. I'll admit it, my site bites the biggest rear end and all (notice I'm watching my language? i'm working on sounding really intelligent when insulting people.. OH yeah, you scum licking DOGS) but.. still.. at least it has something REDEEMING about it. I'm not sure what, but I'm sure there's something redeeming. OH wait.. brb, a good song just came on, must.... dance.. AHHHHHHH. K.. back. phew... fat girl dancing is HARD.. hehe. You even notice how no one insults themself? Shoot. fat girl, here, is just beginning too. I think it's kinda fun, it shocks the poop outta people when you just bust out with "my ass is larger than yours.. nah NAH!!" Truthfully, I think it makes people feel more comfortable when the first thing you do is tell them that you're not awkward with the way you are (how you ask? By making fun of it, you dumbass). It's kinda like watching someone fall down, you immediately feel like giggling, and you don't want to until the person that DID fall starts laughing at it. *shrug* same thing. Go kiss ya mama, I'm out. |
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