
so this morning I woke up at the ungodly hour of 6:30 am...even though I didn't go to bed till 2 am and I was fully rested and ready for action. Whats up with that? Screw what these quack "pulmonologists" say- I am soo oxygenated! Anyway. It was a good thing that I got up early because I got to watch BEING JOHN MALKOVICH on comedy central which was great. I had forgotten how much I love that film. It made me want to find a portal behind my desk. I looked but it just led to a bunch of extension cords. Dammit!! Nothing cool ever happens to me. I have major control issues so I think I would pull a John Cusack and go nutty inside Malkovich like he was a barbie doll or something. [(TANGENT: when I was little, my sister traumatized me by telling me my malibu midge's hair would grow back if she let me cut it into this blunt dykey hairdo ..she aso used a purple marker to color the face of my Mrs. Heart doll (that I begged for Christmas '87) so we could play circus - because of her ill advised barbie playing, we had to pretend she was in an accident. My sister is such a lying bitch!!!) That brings me to an unprecedented (SUBTANGENT: I need to learn to not throw around the word BITCH so much. I use it all the time. My closest friends are my bitches or sometimes filthy whores. I think that is socially acceptable. Anyway I called one of my fellow interns a bitch one day in a very joking manner one day when we were doing that coworker banter and I think she took it wrong. Oopsie Poopsie!)]
we also went out last night...(TANGENT:by these posts one would think that I am a filthy drunk partier, but aside from the alcohol poisoning of July 2004 I am really quite the her

Today just went to Jason's Deli, a family establishment, with Kristen and Ty where Kristen wore her super classy homemade "Get Crunk Saturday shirt" which has "I don't makeout, I only like to F!!K" emblazoned one the back (use your imagination to fill in the !!'s). My best friend is such a classy dame. Then I fought the rain to go to the vortex of bad weather Murfreesboro where it is ALWAYS raining. I swear God must really despise the blue raiders.. I blame it on that white trash spokesman for the Blue Raider bookstore...he should be blaimed for the all the world's injustices. He is a toolbag!
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you have succeeded in making me laugh out loud at least once in all of your posts, but this one was particularly funny. always bringing a smile to my face, kimmie!
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