Wednesday, September 18, 2002
Once again, I have lost everything that I wrote in this mother fucking journal.
FUCK ME!
FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK ME! a la Exorcist style.
Here is a recap of what I wrote about:
Real World Las Vegas is smut garbage.
Steven is gayer than shit and will annoy you the entire season in proving otherwise.
If you believe he could be straight, than you need to go back to gaydar school and figure out which BLATANT lie of his threw you off track.
Found 5 monologues last night and half memorized one of them. Still working and hope to be ready to go by Sunday.
My patch is itching.
I ate a huge turkey sandwich, then bit off part of my thumb thinking it was a left over morsel.
Farted once.
Farted twice.
Farted a third time and then resolved to stop farting in my chair.
Had the most amazing french fries for dinner last night. They are GOYA brand and have like zero fat. They were fresh, tasty, and I almost finished a bag off last night.
Shit at work is pretty intense. See Ari's journal for more details.
Debating going to this opening of a restaurant Saturday night.
Jerked off 3 times in the last 16 hours.
Getting a haircut since I am now in the running for the next American Pop Idol.
And I think that was it.
Ah...this condensed version is a much easier read.
May have to consider doing it this way always.
way way and way.
Lata jiggas.
FUCK ME!
FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK ME! a la Exorcist style.
Here is a recap of what I wrote about:
Real World Las Vegas is smut garbage.
Steven is gayer than shit and will annoy you the entire season in proving otherwise.
If you believe he could be straight, than you need to go back to gaydar school and figure out which BLATANT lie of his threw you off track.
Found 5 monologues last night and half memorized one of them. Still working and hope to be ready to go by Sunday.
My patch is itching.
I ate a huge turkey sandwich, then bit off part of my thumb thinking it was a left over morsel.
Farted once.
Farted twice.
Farted a third time and then resolved to stop farting in my chair.
Had the most amazing french fries for dinner last night. They are GOYA brand and have like zero fat. They were fresh, tasty, and I almost finished a bag off last night.
Shit at work is pretty intense. See Ari's journal for more details.
Debating going to this opening of a restaurant Saturday night.
Jerked off 3 times in the last 16 hours.
Getting a haircut since I am now in the running for the next American Pop Idol.
And I think that was it.
Ah...this condensed version is a much easier read.
May have to consider doing it this way always.
way way and way.
Lata jiggas.
