When walking through the isles of Target, it dawned on me that the entire store is set up like roads. You have your main roads where random shit is displayed, but you have all these little suburbs that lead off the main street where everything else is sold. <br />
<p>Have you ever had to do the simplest, most mind numbing task for a long period of time?
Sorry about the lack of updates, but it's spring break and that means it's 70 degrees in Cincinnati, which means I try to be outside from when I wake to when I've exhausted every last activity I can do. I've already cracked my skateboard in half on what turned out to be the worst board slide I've ever attempted, threw my Frisbee into a lake and spent all my money until next payday.
I had a couple of girlfriends who liked to lick the inside of my ear during our naughty times together. While I never asked them to do this, I never complained because it feels amazing. It messes with your equilibrium a little bit and makes your body tingle.<br />
I have been pot free long enough to now pass a drug test. See, I am a lucky boy and my metabolism is so high from years of swimming, so I can get away with smoking longer and taking drug tests quicker and getting away with it. Not smoking has sucked terribly, and it has had its ups and downs.<br />
Grant: This is my last 5 dollars. I can't buy weed with 5 dollars, so I'm going to buy a lotto ticket, win 20 dollars, and then buy weed.
My two year old niece called me out the other day on the lack of a girl friend which was a real ego smasher. I don't think she understands what relationships are, but it still hurt.<br /><br />That's not my point though. On Friday a female offered me a hit of a bowl and I had to pass because I'm trying to get a new job. <br />
I log on Facebook today and under my notifications it says "So and So commented on whether or not they think you've done ecstasy. Click here to find out what they thought."<br /><br />Now it's not the question of whether or not I've done ecstasy before, but more of why is Facebook asking my friends whether or not they think I've done ecstasy.<br />
I have been debating the issue of whether or not I should have been born a woman. I have an extremely cute, well-shaped ass, soft lips, a very feminine figure, I look damn good in mascara, and I handle a vacuum like it was embedded in my genetics.<br />
I know it must seem like god was thinking of you when you saw that the seat next to me on the bus was open. You must have been thinking, "There is an open seat next to the 135 pound kid who looks like he's half asleep. I'll sit there so my fat ass can take up 1 ½ seats and not bother anyone. Well I hate to tell you, but it does bother someone. That someone is me.<br />
<p>About six months ago I found myself spending a lot of time in my car because I had to drive a half an hour to work. Spending a lot of time on the same roads going to the same place takes a toll on someone mentally. I always had to psych myself up to leave for work after class, and after awhile I had to get really high in order to drive to work. Until one magical day. </p>
<p>I'm flattered really that you would trust me enough, or that you're stupid enough to trust me, but please quit sending me facebook messages about me getting you drugs. I will not tell you where to find any of the following:<br /><br />-Acid<br />-‘Shrooms<br />-Weed<br />-Mescaline<br />-DXM ( If you want it that bad just drink cough medicine and quit hassling me)