March 25, 2011

pizza cake and icecream

dear sick of that shit too diary,

three glasses in the dishwasher- i'm done. fuck that shit- they are the only dishes i have used since tuesday- so huh- that's my share. SAY SOMETHING. i just ordered a fucking pizza. who is the smart one now? fucking not me. i'll be up all night long with a pound of cheese on my gut. the unibomber has a headache- so that's a barrel of fun for everyone. i got a hollow point with his name 'unibomber' etched on it. i got a flathead too- but i'm saving that one for myself. destiny's birthday is tomorrow. i'm excited. the city employee/hero and cuntface starts it all off for us- then it's off to the races. destiny and dks's are next, then the unibomber, then trish, then cristin, then stacie, then garderman, then tori, then me, then brian, then breana, then prince william, then tawyna, then what's her name's' daughter, then roy (lol), then chip and the goat, then prince harry, then keebler, then my mom, then my 2nd ex-husband, then my dad, then toya, then christmas, then the grandmas and spooky kitty, then rosa. whew. what a party. that's a bunch of fucking cake.