Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Don't step on a crack or you'll break your mothers back

The fun of having my back fucked up isn't wearing the back brace or the pain of it or having to keep perfect posture. It's being allowed to take painkillers during class, during work and during the inbetween periods.
I would just like to take some time and say how good of a day I had. I had a great day during class, I had a great day during work and in the middle I was productive and got shit done that I needed to do. Needless to say I'm glad my prescription is limited because I enjoy them too much even if I get a lot done they are harmful. . .. somehow.
Now I'm faced with another challenge write my government final in these last few hours. It's midnight and I haven't started. Why? I was trying to get some scrabble in before writing but the girls wouldn't let me join halfway into their game and now they don't want to play a second game. Bitches.





This is dan and this is a picture of him very stoned after he thought that the oven had been telling him it was 4:00 a.m. for thirty minutes.









This is a picture of a good day. -sideways

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