April 22, 2011

ham on rye

dear nail i almost broke but didn't diary,

i am so glad i like milk and paint my nails cuz if they was flaky thin and i drank sprite or some other flavored drink like that or tang- that nail would have broke off i bet. in a hurry or some shit. my shirt smells like an old sweaty neck on a geriatric dying man in a dirty nursing home full of urine that someone all of a sudden decided to clean up but you can still smell- cept my shirt don't smell like the piss part- just the neck. omfg what makes a shirt smell like this. i cant wear it.. ima have to soak it ina bowl of tide water. great. the hiccups again. ima donate my body to science. that is it. i get the hiccups 41 times in a week. today is good friday- as opposed to bad friday. a few years ago we went to virginia to see my dad for easter and i about ate the whole damn ham. that son of a bitch was good tho- it was the kind that comes in a panty hose and you don't refrigerate. omfg y'all i could eat another whole one right now. right now. well fuckit. ima pack her up and head out.