Tuesday, July 31, 2007

what is it? like tuesday? (nostalgia)

this is like one of those normal journal entries people do.

so today i woke up and ate this amazing muffin. and then .. i think i went on the computer and talked to hildur about muffins and prince and probably some other super important stuff (as ususal (me and hildur only talk about super important stuff)). and then she had to go like kill some dinosaurs or something and i went to hang out in the garage and listen to dub and read poetry and dance around like an idiot. and then i came back over to the house and ate chicken nuggets for lunch. they were kinda cold but i wasn't feeling in the mood to remicrowave them.

my mom called me upstairs after this and she told me about how she talked to the guidance councelor at the school about when i can do early admission for college. thats like when the really big nerd kids apply to college really early and the college thinks its cool so they are more likely to let you in. and i want to go to purchase college and no where else. its so awesome guyssss. so i can apply tomorrow if i want because thats when early admissions starts but i want to write the college essay thing (the college's want you to write essays so they can tell how awesome you are) i want to write the college essay thing during school so my english teacher can make sure it's college worthy. if i go to purchase i'm going to be in the cheeseclub and go to nyc like everyday and have a social life WOAH. well that might be a bit ambitious.

so then after that i had to go to work at the record store. no one came and bought anything. i was there for 4 hours. i'm not really sure how it stays open and it smells so bad like mildew in there. i'm pretty sure theres like mildew spores in my lungs right now making mildew babies. i read like the whole time. dan showed up at the end and he seemed more talkative today then usual. probably because he wasn't sleepy. he's almost always sleepy. anyway we had a really interesting discussion on people who are obsessed with ferrets and this place called the eagle nest. so about the ferret thing. dan said he saw a special on tv about like this ferret society where people have like a million ferrets and hang out and write songs about ferrets and poems about ferrets and talk about their ferrets and have sex with their ferrets (well maybe not the last thing but i'm sure these people would do that if it was physically possible). and he said one lady was talking about how her ferret died and she was crying and talking about how all ferrets go to heaven because they're just so playful and happy. and this other lady had a fridge that could hold 25 pounds. so whenever anyones ferret died in the ferret club society they'd put the dead ferrets in the freezer. and when they had 25 pounds of dead ferret they took all the ferrets to get cremated. and then like they distributed the ashes. you had 2 ferrets? 2 TEASPOONS FOR YOU! it was crazy i laughed so much.

then he told me about the eagles nest which i guess is this place by the railroad tracks here in the woods where kids here go to do drugs and jerk each other off. how come i never heard of this place? i do drugs! why didn't i get invited!? eagles nest is a really retarded name! man i really need to get a social life so i can get invited to the EAAAAAAAAAGELS NESSSSSSSSST. just kididing that sounds really lame. having a social life is like the hardest thing ever. srsly. i just can't do it. like you have to hang out with people allllllllll the time if you want to have a social life. why can't i just pay people to hang out with me? how come people can't just call me to do stuff? jerks.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Yes, social life does suck. It's even worse when people call you and you're forced to tell them again and again "No, I don't want to meet you. I hate humans". Of course I hate animals as well but they don't need to know my blood is pure evil.

The Eagles Nest is actually a really cool name. At least for WWII interests but I assume none of those dumb kids has any idea what Hitler's eagle's nest was.
Janeen, try to make the kids in your town sound less like a really bad movie, please?
Me and my hillbilly friends have a place like that, though. It's in the purple flowers, remember?

oh, and if you're wondering about the dinosaurs I caught a few of them and sold them to the porn industry for bags of spelt.