here i was gonna write this super sad thing about how now that anna broke up with enrique she should want to hang out with me but she doesnt and isnt that sad. and how i must have gotten fuglier over the years because my inbox used to contain way more nudes. or maybe its my writings no good any more.
and then i was gonna write how you cant listen to those voices. that those are devil hymns. that the reason the lord made stereo stores and huge speakers and head phones and ipods and surround sound and sub woofers was so that we could drown out the bad songs of evil.
evil is thinking 113 is too old for a girl like anna kournikova.
evil is thinking that the busblog has lost a step.
evil is thinking that all the other writing one does doesnt matter even if somehow its now paying the rent.
evil is putting off reading the good book on the sabbath until 6am and then only reading the minimal amount. you really shouldnt wear the bare minimum of flair.
evil is thinking you cant take a weekend off to rest the bones and the head and the schween.
sweetness is when a new girl from somewhere says youre hotter than my bf.
and then gives you her phone number.
so why are all the good girls in canada. with boyfriends
she said why dont you drive here and we can have a walk in the park with walkie talkies. i said walkie talkies. she said yea because if we walked too close id push you in the bushes and do stuff with you in there.
i said send me your underwear.
she said when i get some, sure.
good things girls are also the cure.