curbdrop out of grace

i know when i live

i readjusted my alarm clock this morning so i wouldn't have to physically get out of bed to hit snooze. i did proceed to hit snooze 5 times in a row. i still got to work at the same fucking time.

when i get home, my guitar is sitting there waiting on my massage chair. it's always a warm greeting.

i ate left over steak today for lunch. it was awesome. i was going to heat it up but was too busy and lazy to do so. but it was a blessing because someone soon after heated up their lunch and the microwave caught on fire. it's pretty sweet. the grit in the microwave reminds me of the filth in my kitchen, or the cum on mayer's fouton.

i don't care for miss usa. i am pretty sure whomever the bitch who earns the title of queen slut probably gives shitty palm jobs.

deal or no deal? you get slapped in the head with my wit. doubleback hand baby.

remember when friends used to be on tv and everyone liked to watch ross be a wad? how could he ever get rachel with his obsession of dinosaurs.

wait that seems pretty cool.

posted by fillshe @ 7:31 PM