i'm not sure why i continue to make pseudo-plans with you more than 20 minutes in advance when i know they will fall through. anything between 40 minutes to three hours has a thirty per cent chance of working out and anything over 12 hours doesn't stand a chance.

and i still can't buy the intimidation factor when you have the balls to say or do some pretty shitty things.

in other recent news, i love hotdogs.

also, i'm pretty sure i am set on becoming a complete recluse. i'll just sit in my room with wellington also wearing nothing but a hat and slippers and blog about how i still hate people.

i think my attic creature left me too. how lonely.

ushistoryteacherx said:

have you seen gone with the wind?

mengtar said:

not since i was six.

ushistoryteacherx said:

you are defiant in your duties as an american citizen... and as a southerner.

mengtar said:

i'm a yankee.

ushistoryteacherx said:

and with that, we need take a break.

((during the same period))

ushistoryteacherx said:

we need another andrew jackson. i want my president to shoot somebody.

((amazing))

also, i'm beginning to develop a mild ((but growing)) dislike for my world literature teacher. ((it's a community college. they're not allowed to be called professors.)) worst. grammar. ever.

"i could give you an A" = "i might-can give you an A"

several times.

might-can.

seriously?

also, the outdoor cockroach infestation on oak and welch is finally gone. i'm glad they didn't build an empire or my fry street parking would have fallen to sub-prime. i bet they were socialists.

sometimes i think beer is the best suppressant of my longing to bash in your car windows. all of them.