curbdrop out of grace

tiny circles flying round like tornados in the southern tip of the iceburger

uh could someone please turnoffyour face?

i scored a hat trick tonite at indoor soccer, but not at all my best performance in a silent auction. all 3 were scored left footed. i shoot much harder with my right foot but i shoot more accurately with my left. isn't life funny like that?

it's like i jerk off better with my right hand but my left hand is better at skull fucking.

tomorrow i may or may not go to happy hour. hourt. hourtmire.

and i'm eating my dinner now before going to sleep. i feel like a polar beer. polar bear. like in those coke commercials around christmas time, 1993 style.

and for those of you keeping track, i finally threw away the trash in my room (literally a hefty imitation trash bag full of trash). it was chilling there from the time i had posted that picture, back when i used to dance.

i no longer dance anymore. i mean, who can dance at a time like this?

tsunami'd!

one time i was eating this apple and it was good tasting. in fact, one could say, "it was golden delicious." one could say that phrase literally anywhere, like:
1.while eating out a member of the opposite sex
2. while eating out a member of the same sex

see, anywhere. plus seriously, i just made up that joke(s).

billy asked me how my day at work was today. i said, in a mitch hedberg type way, "it sucked billy. i wanted to jump out the window... except there was a sheet of glass blocking my way. it was a square."

okay i did say something like that but i've modified it for humour's sake (cammie/andrea, you like that spelling?)

how do you like them apples? actually, i like them. they are golden delicious.

i'm gossard now.

and i was doing decently well in soccer the first 15 minutes of the game. then the lung cancer flaired up and i couldn't breathe or swallow. i felt like corpse. and those two traits are what corpses sexy. i mean, sexier.

posted by fillshe @ 12:01 AM