2001-08-01 - 3:26 p.m.
Wait, it's August now?
You know, I can't think of a single interesting thing to say here. I might have something interesting to say in the near future, but unfortunately, we're all just going to have to wait to find out.
I cooked lasagna today in the shower. I didn't have time for breakfast so I took some dry noodles and parked them on the unused soap dish while I showered and the hot water cooked them. That was good breakfast, although they kind of tasted like mint conditioner.
but after spending my fair share of time in his roach infested abode, i realized something: that i didnt like it there.
maxim for today: whatever you think you want to shave, trust me, you don't. Put the razor down. Don't shave that.
But, then again, I know, deep inside my heart, that if I could manipulate things with my mind, then all I'd really use it for is turning the flames of my lighter into the shape of a llama. Maybe there's a reason I don't have those powers.
It gets really hot and muggy in Virginia, though, so I'm glad we have cars. I have yet to see a camel with air conditioning.
I'm boppin my head, I'm boppin my head, I'm boppin my head, I'm done.