the worse part about when i get into these moods is the stupid thing i choose to do. i always pick something really dumb. right now, i’m leaning towards getting my hair cut. no, not cut. hacked. chopped. eliminated. i know i’ll hate it and myself for doing it, but i just can’t help the desire to go into a salon, sit down and say “make me look like ben affleck, please”. it’s either that or take my savings and go spend it on something expensive i don’t need. let’s see, a new television to go with the dvd player tyler’s getting me. maybe that video card i’ve been putting off for three years. hell, a new stereo for my piece of shit car!
on top of it all, the frozen entree i bought for lunch today was freezer burnt. so i’m eating cheezies for lunch. i just can’t catch a break.
they’re a food group didn’t you know?
they are? well, okay. hrm. did you know pizza is a food group? well, it is.
who are you kidding? of course i knew pizza was a food group. so is beer.