February 24, 2002 :: 7:47 p.m.
tonight is a dank and sulfurous pit of hell
This is getting ridiculous. Joe's at work, Amanda is sick, and Adam, of course, is at school. Since I only have three friends, this leaves me sitting at home, hopelessly bored. I've been trying to read, but I can't concentrate on it. As unlike me as this is, I actually want some human contact. You know, another person to converse with. But unfortunately, that's not going to happen. So in an effort to keep myself busy, I've been sucking up every bit of food in this house. And believe me, none of it is even remotely healthy. I've recently polished off a piece of chocolate cake, half of a Cadbury caramel egg, a cookie, a cup of banana pudding, a peanut butter sandwhich, and countless other junk food items. I'm beginning to make myself ill, and yet I can't stop.
I think it's a disease. Or an addiction. Seriously.
In other news, my brother and two friends are holding a group masturbation session in his bedroom. Isn't that nice? I know of this only because a.)he came into my room asking for some lube, and b.)I heard the porn.
I may not make it out of this evening alive.
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