After you got the stuff to make the pie, you need to get a hobo, a stapler, a cell phone, two naked lesbians, a candle, a small jar, and a pie pan. With the pie pan smash the jar, have the hobo take the smashed pieces to the recycle place. Call me, Bitchmaster Chris, on the cell phone. Staple the candlewick so it won't burn past a certain point and have the naked lesbians entertain you while you put the ingredients in the pie pan to bake. By the time I arrive the lesbians will be done, and so will the pie. By the time the hobo gets back the pie will be cool and then we can attempt to eat the pie. Most likely we will blow up since there is a tank in the pie. But at least you had fun making the pie.Sunday I worked and studied for my psych test... I really truly studied. I think I did well this time on the test. But I won't know until Wednesday. We don't have class on Friday, which is a good thing because i didn't want to go in the first place. I wish speech would be canceled so i didn't have to go at all that day.
Friday though Lindsay and I are going to have a movie day. A little break for this test, essay and shit filled past two weeks. I need a break a break from everything but not anyone. Just want to chill with my crew, which doesn't seem to be that big right now, but that would be cool if Dan could join in the fun this weekend.
I haven't seen Dan or Jeremy for a long while. This school year has been pretty busy. I like the business with Lindsay. I think she wants to cut "our" time so she can study. I wish we could study together, but it would have to be a more public place than my room and I would have to actually study. I just am not a person who studies. And that affects Lindsay in a bad way. If i start getting into a good habit of studying then maybe we can actually try it sometime.
I still dislike my job, but it's not a bad job. I'm just sick and tired of all the crap that goes on there. I know i could do more work, but then it would be Grant, Aaron and I who do 60% of the work between the 3 of us and the other 40% is divided between 7 other people, but 75% of the 40% doesn't even get done. But if you look at the graph, it shows positive correlation when I work and then negative correlation when i don't work. To conclude i do a lot of work.
My essay can lick my balls. I actually understand what i am supposed to do, but i still don't want to. I'm going to get my ass up at 8 tomorrow and get my ass to school by 9 and make my ass write my ass essay. But my ass will probably want to sleep, so my ass will get a nice big latte'.
Ok, now for the best part of my entries...
For the record... I have a lot of video games
Off the record... I'm lazy
For the record... I am motivationally challenged.
Off the record... I am not a crook.
For the record... Dan's last name is Crook.
Off the record... Dan is not a crook, but he is a Crook.
For the record... I am going to get drunk on Wednesday.
Off the record... I don't think Lindsay likes it when I drink.
For the record... I'm sorry if i make you upset Lindsay
Off the record... Yawn...
Sleepy time. Big day of screaming and writing tomorrow.