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[May. 24th, 2009|01:29 am] |
I'm suddenly very curious what my blood will do to a vampire. Any vampires out there willing to take a taste and find out?
Plus, getting bit? So fucking hot. |
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[May. 24th, 2009|04:44 am] |
Does anyone know where I can get a good funnelcake right now? I'm craving one so horribly. I think it has been too long since I've been to one of those horrible hole in the ground parking lot carnival things with the rides that are only terrifying because they're put up by drunken inbred vagrants.
So, ah, yes. Funnelcakes. Where? |
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[May. 24th, 2009|11:05 am] |
Damn it, Jim! What the hell have you done this time.
I'm a doctor. I don't have time to play test subject for whatever warp transport tests you and Scotty are running now.
And you could have at least warned me. |
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[May. 24th, 2009|12:35 pm] |
So, now I'm bored again. You'd think I'd be used to it by now. Laughing at the guys who fall asleep during Nate's training sessions only keeps boredom at bay so long, though. Even keeping track of which one of us was talking/yelling/whatever at the time and making it into a competition has gotten old.
Oh well. I like this better than how it was last month. I have a few presents to give out, thanks to that little adventure. |
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[May. 24th, 2009|12:46 pm] |
I really need to get a job that doesn't involve hanging out with another guy my age and talking about how other guys' legs move for an hour or so. It does odd things to my brain, and then I'm walking around wanting to tell people how to walk.
Eventually someone is going to just punch me, and that will stop it from being funny. I guess I haven't had any real conflict recently, except arguing with Nathan, but that's more like a sanity test, really. 'Do you think Nathan Summers is a self-righteous blowhard?' 'Yes?' 'Good job, still sane.'
heh
It occurs to me that I might be a little bit masochistic, now. Oh well.
No work tomorrow, or at least no work in the flower shop, and Scott's doing private training. So I either need to hook up with my lovely girlfriend and do something dorky, or actually, you know, buy another set of clothing so I'm not rewearing the same three t-shirts over and over again.
Maybe I'll just get four more and designate a shirt for every day of the week. |
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[May. 24th, 2009|02:48 pm] |
Whoa. That was trippy, and I'm not tripping. What the hell just happened? |
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[May. 24th, 2009|11:51 pm] |
Apparently I have the plague. And my guild just got their asses handed to them in a 25 man we've cleared about a million times. Great. And let's not even talk about my Counterstrike clan.
Ugh. At least I have people to change the sheets on the bed and run me a bath. Sorry for stealing your bed so long, Teja.
so fucking sleepy. |
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