dear mr. whitmore,

we all understand ben is the evil one and you are just selfish. apparently your multi-billion dollars isn't enough. you need a magic island too??! where's my cut?

love, mengtar



p.s. don't stop.

as you may or may not recall, a silent oath was taken 6 months ago today.

here's how it all went down... former roommate mx moved out quite a while ago... several months to be exact. but weeks prior to his move ((possibly even singular)) he bought a $400 gold's gym workout thinger that has not moved or been used since. when he was informed that if it wasn't picked up by the time kx left for drum corps tour ((a week)) that it would be sold, he seemed more worried about the ladder he left behind...

this ladder...



so cx and i devised a plan...



she grabbed the ladder while i found my shoes.



i had to open the hatch ((lost terminology)) because i'm not short.




now would be a good time to take note that i am climbing into an attic sans shoes...



but cx has my back.




up, up and up!



aha! the perfect hiding place!



i haven't seen cx this engrossed with satisfaction since faux-gving.



we rehearsed for mx's interrogations... what ladder?



there may have been an accomplice... but he was mostly there for moral support. but wait... now that there's no ladder... how do i get down???



the multi-purpose love-sac.



i could have broken my neck, but i like to live dangerously. and comfortably.



greatness. ((just turn your head, dummy!))

mengtar said:

bkx, are you going to spot me?

bkx said:

yes, i'm here to spot you.

mengtar said:

were you ever in gymnastics or cheerleading?

bkx said:

.... i was in marching band...?

according to thomas nagel, homeboy's brain tastes like chocolate.

between kx and the dogs, i didn't have enough pms patience to stay at home and put up with it.

pre-lost i went to subway. there was a guy three people behind me that was cute and familiar. we both did the awkward stare but avoid eye contact thing. i figured it when i got in my car that he was one of jxkx's friends. a friend was giving me a hard time for not going back and talking to him. i'd rather not relive that, thanks.

lost was alright, but the mystery was lacking. ben's daughter died. nothing made me happier than when her boyfriend carl was shot. what a whiner.

mengtar did some good ol' home cookin last night. tater tot hotdish! homeboy can hate all he wants and fill my comments about how ugly it is, but don't think i didn't see him get up for seconds. i love tater tot hotdish.




i painted a background for my next tree painting. i'll finish it tonight if i get enough drinking done early and decide to not watch lost.





i started re-watching lost from the beginning since they aren't showing any new episodes until april. so far i have been surprised about a thousand times with things that i don't remember.

jack had to identify his dad's dead body in australia and he was on the plane. later they find the casket, but no body. oooo..... spooky! i will continue updating you on season one of lost as i go through it.



also, jack just found water and i forgot that there was a doll in it. i actually think that's gross, because my toys were never clean and i don't think they should be near my drinking water.

oh, they found the empty casket already. i thought it wasn't going to be for a few more episodes. so now jack is being haunted by his dad who is dead but his body isn't in his the box so maybe he's living, i don't remember if this part is ever resolved.



i don't remember boon being this big of a bitch.

i worked from 11.30 until around 2 when the official call was made to close the restaurant. seriously? i mean, i agreed that it was necessary, but it still trips me out that they close the city down when it snows.

texas doesn't have snowplows and i would vote against that.

every table ordered soup and salad. i made ten dollars.

how many of my bills can i pay with ten dollars? none.

LOST is on!

after discussing this weeks episode with mAx, i will give everyone my complete analyzation that you never wanted to hear.

but for now, i get to tredge the ice and snow and drive to lake dallas to play guitar hero. worth it? sure.

i forgot that i still hadn't seen the first episode of this seasons' lost. in a flashforward hugo is in a mental institution and charlie visits. i jumped up from the love sac in excitement. about a minute later he explains to hugo that he IS dead and so far it is the biggest disappointment of my day.

don't worry, i have several hours to go.

and until now, i forgot about my morning.

nevermind.

i got a haircut and the lady liked lost. i was down with that.

i went to subway and saw pete and his girlfriend. i was down with that.

i got yelled at for making a mess in mike's clean kitchen. mike was not down with that. i was down with that.

if you leave comments without logging in... it makes sense to leave your name so i can comment back. or at least thank you for commenting. comments make me happy. i guess i'm down with that.

now that there is not a marimba in my house, i really want to play one. i miss john more than i miss the marimba. but i still miss the marimba.

cathy has pictures of bunnies with feet in their bums.

brent's dog gave me fleas and there is something wrong with her nanner.

i have to make porkchops for mike's date. he better give me one. or i will sit down next to them eating my bowtie pesto and tell them how good it is and then tell her all the gross and dumb things mike does and how he will take her on dates to tractor supply and such.

i'm using hx's laptop. i bet there's dried cum all over it. i should wash my hands immediately after this.

oh no.

so shit. i typed that at 6.23 pm. mike asked me to have the porkchops done at 6.45. they were still in the refrigerator. he will be home any minute.

i threw them in the oven and ran upstairs and almost started to relax when i remembered that he also asked me to pick up the beer bottles and cigarette butts from the front yard. ran around hectically cleaning that, and now i think we will be okay. i still have not washed my hands.

i'm over it.