the people across the street are moving. i hope they dont forget to pack their common sense. of which they have none.

tutoree number one was a failure. im about to quit him. why waste your time on someone who wont even study? boy, i tell you...

today is my parents twenty-fourth anniversary. aaw.

check it: luis is trying to be nice to me. pitiful, isnt it?

but on the subject of homecoming, wooooooooooooooooo-ee! i had me a rootin', tootin', rowdy good time, chuckleberry! i danced my pants off, which really isnt much of a surprise, considering i went sans pants.

dana wound up in a poo hole and showed up around 5:45. to make things peachier, our reservations were lost in the bowels of el beppo. dana was about to rip someone a second butthole, but then her mom biotched at the hostess (long story on why she was there) (not really. i just wanted to say that because i thought it would be less typing because these nails are driving me crazy. of course, i couldve typed the story ten times over by now, but thats not the point.) (...of which i have none.) and we were seated pronto. next to five empty tables. that we couldve been sitting in thirty minutes earlier.

at the dance, i, well, danced. i stepped in some wettness and some stickiness, but no matter - a good time was had by all. everyone got a kick out of jims crazy gyrations ("jims gyrations" sounds like some kind of burrito shack in the middle of nowhere, texas.).

afterwards, we got drunk and drove all around town. i even whored myself on nebraska (pictures to be posted at a later date.).

or we went to ihop and i ordered a smiley face pancake. yum.

yesterday, i went to the mall with alicia. we saw runaway jury. i figured out the plot without looking it up online.

today was meh, then yay, then blah, then major blah, then blah to the millionth power, then yay to the billionth power. got that?

dream licked her elbow again today. i love dream.

and now i must go for fear of being beheaded. adieu.