14 February, 2006

Blog City, Population: Me

Life is so hard. Nothing ever goes right. My mom took away my credit card and my dad beats me. Well, mental beatings, anyway. Like that time he said he was "disappointed" in me after I got felt up under the bleachers by Jimmy, who said that he "loved" me but then later on I heard that he told Susie Johnson the same thing and then felt her up on the swirly slide on the playground behind the Elementary School. So, anyway, my dad is an asshole. I hope that I can get married soon and start my career as an advertising executive and then raise my two kids to be awesome. I'm going to be a way better parent then Mrs. Drinky-drinky and Mr. Why-Didn't-I-Marry-My-Secretary? (Who-Is-Only-Two-Years-Older-Than-My-Daugher). Creepy, huh? So, anyway, I'm going to go snort some cocaine and descend into a psychedelic world called Toon Town where I meet Vikings and Robots and we play Sorry all night long. Tah tah!

current mood: apathetic