I went over to Nick's house when I got bored this evening. We watched a couple of episodes of Supernatural. It made me feel scared when I had to leave and go out into the dark cold and then to this apartment all by my lonesome. Especially because one of the episodes played out the hitchhiking dead girl urban legend. I kept being afraid she was going to pop up in my backseat. She didn't though. Mainly because I kept saying "I wike tuwrtles!" over and over because I'm pretty sure nothing creepy can happen when you're giving the creep such a stupid setup line. Then I got home and turned on all the lights. I checked each room for a creepy crawly by popping my head in with a questioning "I wike tuwrtles?" I seem to be safe here.
Kendra showed me a youtube video that made me bust a gut. Go to youtube and search 'charlie bit me' or something of that nature. You won't regret it. Unless you regret laughter and hate the joy that children can bring.
I cleaned up my apartment a bit today. Not enough considering Kendra & Pete are coming tomorrow, but more than it was before. They most likely won't need any silverware or dishes anyway. My hands look like the dessert in The Land Before Time. I'm lotion bound. I wike tuwrtles, lotion, do you wike tuwrtles?
Kendra showed me a youtube video that made me bust a gut. Go to youtube and search 'charlie bit me' or something of that nature. You won't regret it. Unless you regret laughter and hate the joy that children can bring.
I cleaned up my apartment a bit today. Not enough considering Kendra & Pete are coming tomorrow, but more than it was before. They most likely won't need any silverware or dishes anyway. My hands look like the dessert in The Land Before Time. I'm lotion bound. I wike tuwrtles, lotion, do you wike tuwrtles?
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