So yeah, I got Tonsil Stones. Grossest thing ever. Accumulations of bacteria, food particles and plaque get caught in hidden recesses in your own goddamn mouth. Then they emerge as absolutely terrible smelling/tasting chunks of misery and filth.

Literally the absolute worst taste in the world.

A firecracker I was trying to light definitely just exploded pretty much in my face. My ears are still ringing.

"What do you call a fat whore?" asked Cameron.
"Uhhh..." said Chro.
"Why would you be asking that?" Grill snapped, flustered.
"I dunno" Cam shrugged. "The other guys were just spaykin' about it is all."
"Wh-Why? Fart Hote? What?" Chro asked squinting his eyes and shaking his head. "Fat Whores, Chro." Replied grill. "Dumb, big ol' fat whores." Grill became very tired then and leaned against the wall, his green sleeveless overshirt, though silly, let him warm his arm against...

[Aaron]
5:18am
mhmm
most of the time its like a 3 days warning maybe wich is okay
unless i'm fucking nocturnal
they cancelled the job i had on tuesday because i called in for monday
because they called me on friday when i was planning on going to kingston
but if i had of turned it down they would have been mad anyway
[Simon]
5:19am
These places need to understand that Life Happens.
[Aaron]
5:19am
mhmm
...

Porci Jenson bolted around a darkened alley corner and feinted to the left of a large, rusty dumpster. He slid to its stinky side and pulled the sledge hammer out of his backpack, letting it lightly clink on the ground so as to make sure he didn't go unnoticed. The awful thing following him bolted straight over the dumpster and sat still for a moment, confused. For half a second it assumed that the child had escaped, but a rough scraping noise behind it instinctively made it jump back. It was slightly...

happoy new year gayol owf god i love a

so me adventure got off work nice and early (12:00AM new yearez) and got home byn tuxedo bob and wandered and met some drunk lady who I apparently supported throeeweewee9pae a diifffffffulk5tr time

i'm a liittle
drunk
bBUT justn a ;itte

I want to play castle crashers right now zaloyt
i csn hear youi the music

i wish i had some smoakeable but oh well

HAPPY NEW YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE...

Within the next four months I'm temporarily moving to Austria, Japan, Ireland, Great Britain, France, Bulgaria, Australia or New Zealand to work on an organic farm with Jordan. We'll be paid, have our own lodgings and be welcome to soak up as much culture as possible. We'll be there (wherever there is) from anywhere from 6 months to a year, most likely after I turn 19. It's through a "Give us your Young" co-operative program between Glorious Canada and all those places I mentioned (and a shitload...

Spent most of the weekend (that being Sunday and Monday for me) barfin'. Just woke up at...noon on Sunday, wandered into the bathroom, and expelled some rancid bellyjuice down the drain. Like a firehose.

Was sick again last night because I just plumb ate too much, and not entirely better. Going to take some Gravol, drink some cold water and call in sick.

Note: This isn't actually about eating cigarettes.

Other Note: OANST, you're quitting smoking or whatever, and this might like...initiate a craving or something else only I would worry about. Just in case.

So in the last two months I've started trying new things. One of those things was cigarettes, something that used to be kind of a treat or frivolity for nights on the town. I like smoking cigarettes, it can be a really quick, simple way to relax and gather your thoughts....

I've decided to finally get a tattoo. I'm not positive what I want yet though, so if you have any suggestions or possibly even actual designs I'd be happy to just totally use 'Em.

Two text-only ideas o have:
"What doth life?" in cursive on my wrist.
Or "indubitably", written from about where the thumb meets the hand to the wrist on my right hand.

Additionally, no gigantic Mario across my fucking chest or oddworld designs.