on the order of birthdays, yesterday was not a birthday.
I did have a nice date though. that was the nice part.
the only thing i got for my birthday was REAlly, Really sick, and im not talking hangovers. i didn't drink or smoke, or get anything....except lots of kisses, which makes up for it, except i think the kissee is the one who was sick, as i can't breathe again. stupid cold weather.
lousy birthdays. i think im not gonna bring it up anymore. i even had to pay for dinner, and the movies. not even halfies.
wtf? what happened to my good luck? oh yeah.
LOL!!!! im so funny.
me, good luck....riiiiiight. i say funny thing.
but lets try to shed a good light on it:
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Nope, they don't make paperbags for this kind of ugly. so my dear friends, you missed nothing of note. horrible birthday.
very nice date. and i say very nice because kisses are better than no kisses, even if the game never got past first base, if first base is kisses. i think its more like, pitcher pitched the ball, i hit it into the outfield, and then someone switched the channel. fun though, in an 8th grade way.
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jet li movie was pretty good, i guess. i think he could've done better for his final flick, instead of a homage to a chinese hero. whatever. not my place to call.
im gonna go watch Return of the King, in a warm blanket, see if i can't find some tea, and try to breathe for, oh i dunno, the rest of my life?
PS: The Moon was about the best thing for my birthday. Full Moon, shining super bright, and when it rises over the mountains up here its Very Pretty. I'd say thanks, but i hardly am arrogant enough to think the moon put a show on for me. a guy who only gets cat in his eyeball inciting swollen eye allergies and a flu for his birthday doesn't rank high enough, i would think, to be the focus of someone as great as the Moon. But in the end, it was beautiful, and i got to look at it. Sirius was twinkling like there was no tommorow, that was cool. Whoever see's a star blink green, blue, and red? you do, if you look at sirius, ya know, at night. in a clear sky. with your eyes.
im going to the doctor tommorow.
remember that part where i said i was gonna get myself a nice talkbox for my birthday, and some robot hand parts? Clearly what i meant to say was a Doctor Bill.
I think i shall refuse to make anymore plans, because whenever i have something in mind, it gets shot to hell so to speak.
ok so im grumpy. im tryingh hard not to be whiny n grumpy, but at the same time i feel like its at least a little bit justifiable. one day a year, just one. 1/365. just one day. just one break.
apparently breaks are part greased pig and part greased lightning, because i can't ever seem to catch one. whoever hands em out is to far ahead of me, and the only good thing is that the Monsters behind me are slow enough for me to elude the big ones.
Remember that one dungeon in, what was it, lufia and the fortress of doom? (or it might've been ff6, i can't remember) where you take damage every time you take a step? Thats what i feel like. yeah, except im out of those items that let you Escape, and there aren't any save points. and cheat codes are WAY expensive. but at least i've got awesome friends! right?
right! who cares if you aren't here! At least you exist. and right now, thats good enough for me. im running on hope fumes. you think the least that hope fumes could do was get yo high, or at least anaesthatize you. i don't think i spelled that right. spilled my cup o letters i did.
So, Bye.
Sunday, November 05, 2006
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okay dude, here's a plan that can't get interrupted:
we look into some kind of magic spell to change our luck, umm, rather "get good luck", because "change" could mean "get even worse"... so yeah, i don't care what faith, belief, or religion it is-- we need better luck.
we both do the spell at the same moment and cast it on ourselves and/or each other...
then we'll keep finding pennies heads up... that'll be it... nothing more...
because that's how it is.
bleh.
iF i were there i'd pump you full of penni-free antibiotics, make you hot tea and ramen noodles, go rent some boobie-filled action flicks, and give as many cuddles as needed...but...*hugs* instead.
*keep an eye out for packages*
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