"That's no way to start a conversation!" - Trent, as soon as he walked through the door.

Yes, peoples, I finally had more than just a shot glass. Yay me.

Also, it's like being high, except with the loss of coordination. I'm a bit more eloquent, but my grammar went down the drain.

I sound like a slow person who's trying to sound smart. Like Engrish, except worse.

I can't help but have the feeling that I should be speaking in a heavy russian...

Ripping the chest hair off my resident gay is more fun than trick or treating.

Happy birthday to me, bitches.

Aside from those asstards that were living with us (and who are now actually dead. YES!) it's been an awesome year.

Thanks for putting up with me, and all that mushy shit.

This season will be the first ever halloween I'll be dressed as something marginally dark.

It was either a pumpkin suit, a bunny suit, a clown suit, or a rockette. All the other years I was either too lazy or too poor for a costume.

Yeah, nerd referance. I'm gonna be a Level 16 Pistachio on the 29th.

I'm entitled to just about anything, since everybody's broke and can't get me presents.

Not only that, but I've challenged myself to clean the entire house by the end of next week, which also helps my power to demand stuff.

The only problem is, my fat ass decided to go for a jog (which was really just running for about two minutes, before walking home) and between the nerd breathing, faulty...

...It really IS sad that I can easily update my Facebook status, and yet it takes me an entire day to recall material for a whole journal.

Either I've become uninteresting, or I've joined the ranks of the lazy generation stereotype.

Hi.

*looks around*

So...later.

*leaves*

Oh hi.

My grandma died.

Not the nice one.

The one that was a total cunt and abused my mother as a child.

Yeah. I don't really care.

Although I did find myself getting angry over the fact that her daughters are now ramsacking her apartment for that hidden 10,000 dollars she squirelled away. But then again I can't blame them.

All I can muster is a "Pfft. And?"

But really, I'm sure somewhere in...

...So, he fell into his own asshole...which was a portal to...

I think I just found a reason to actually pay attention in school....