Sunday, February 3, 2008

Fuck rehab, I wanna get drunk.

First off, I am really upset nobody has commented on the new Myspace pictures yet. I think they are hilarious and show how Pamela and I are fun and silly and everyone should want to be/date us. But nooooooooooo, that's not what anyone else seems to think. I have terrible, terrible, AWFUL pains in my stomach today. This makes me unhappy. It makes me very mean. I would like to punch people very much.
So apparently today is the "Superbowl". What the fuck? What does that mean? Who cares? Why is it "super"? Seriously. I mean, I know everybody cares but why? Why does everybody care? It makes me so mad.
I need a new outfit for the party. Too bad I hate life today or I would have went shopping after work. My family members keep trying to speak to me and it's rather annoying. I don't wish to speak to people. Unless my sister wants to guitar battle me. It's on.
Myspace ruins lives. I swear it does. I swear I want funfetti cupcakes. Oh, I hear someone. Oh it's the sister. They are going to CVS. I requested Aleve. And some JD.

2 comments:

Pam said...

this blog is weeeeeeak. i'm tempted to drink the beer in the fridge or the wine. ahhh. can't help it.

Gina said...

i would drink it if i was there. ALL OF IT RIGHT NOW