All Dressed Up...

...And no one to do. It's the story of my life.

Fuck the holidays. Fuck them up the ass with a big black dick. While you're at it, fuck me too. I could use the break in the monotony.

I was 1 for 2 in Trivial Pursuit. 0 for 1 in Parcheesi. 1 for 1 in Sorry. For the weekend, I was 2 for 4 in boardgames. I'd say that makes me a winner. So, c'mon ladies, you know you all love a winner.

I have this cyst behind my ear. I hate it. I get them all the time and they always go away, but I still hate them just the same. I keep fearing that one day I'll get a cyst and it won't go away and it will just keep getting bigger and bigger until it's so big that people start saying "Wow, you have a big head on that cyst!" And with my luck, it won't even be cancerous so I won't be able to get pity. I'll just be the freak with the huge cyst. And you can't use a cyst to enter a freakshow. You have to be an actual freak. That's just not fair.

Scrubs is a great show. I recommend it.

I also recommend brand new socks. There's nothing better than slippiing your feet into a brand new pair of socks. Well, there's getting laid, but new socks is a very close second. Mostly because I can get new socks. Also, new socks would only cost me $6. Getting laid would probably cost me more than that. I'm not sure about the price. Does it really matter?

Anyhow, I was bored. Now I'm still bored, but at least I killed fifteen minutes and not myself.