Woke up and ran to the bathroom at least three times. Don’t know what I ate, whatever it was had me on marathon mode. Came back down stairs to wash dishes and wonder what I would make to eat. Not like there was much choice. Turkey sandwich cold with american cheese on wheat with tater tots and a side of Gilmore Girls. The episode where they threw a play about the last supper. Hilarious. But only as usual seeing as how I like the show. I saw five boxes of the seasons at a thrift store but didn’t get them. *smacks forehead*. That bled into Dawson’s Creek, which I turned into My Wife and Kids. Wondering what I Should do, my girlfriend came downstairs and complained she didn’t feel like doing anything. I said “Well don’t”. She said, in shrilly winey voice “But I have to”. So I said “Well what are you waiting on”. I proceeding to clap my hands like I was at a sporting event yelling “Get Up, lets Get em, Lets GO” Eventually she went up stairs get dressed got her kids and slummed out the door.
Some kind of My Wife and Kids marathon, the episodes where they go to Hawaii. I thought “Hey, I should cut my hair”. And so I did. Not a bad job either. Take your time, Do it right. Her and her kids soon returned, banging on the door like they didn’t have keys. I yelled out the window, “USE THE KEY!” They yelled back, “We have BAGS in our HANDS!” So I yelled back, “PUT THEM DOWN! THEY WONT DISAPPEAR” Of course they said “We CANT!!” I go downstairs and open the door for them, then go back up and continue sharpening my barber skills. After cutting my hair, I cut both of their heads. One of their heads looks crispity sharp and clean, but the other one wouldn’t stop moving his watermelon dome around so he got a few patches. Hey, he’s gotta learn some way, right? I did what I could tho to make him look decent.
After that she complained her foot hurt and that she’s going upstairs to relax. I sit thinking about finding work, playing Dead or Alive 4 and many other things that I shall blog on later.
Well ight. Anything else super happen, Ill blog.
PEACE
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