8.09.05

Category: dribblings

the 10th is kelly and dad’s b’day. dad is going to be…50 something, i think 52, but i’m really not sure. and kelly is…25? 24? 25? i’m going with 25.

a conversation i had with jimmy a few weeks ago went something like this:
jimmy: did you see the website i’m working on?
jaimie: yeah, it’s neat.
j: i’m thinking about making a part called the Geektionary, and it’ll have all the words and stuff we make up.
j: what words?
j: you know…like, hat.
j: …jimmy, hat is in the real dictionary.
j: no, you know…like the thing you and laura-
j: ohhhh, you mean helmet.
j:yeah! helmet!
j: but helmet is in the dictionary.
j: yes, but not your helmet.

i went through part of my ashtray collection. i’m going to have to get rid of some of them. *sheds a tear* i don’t want to, but i have to. i’m hoping to give the ones that don’t hold sentimental value to Tami and Scottie. because i think they will treasure them. i want to make sure they go to a “good home”.

in other news:
my air con is still broken.
my wrist and shoulder are KILLING me, to the point of me asking myself, “should i be putting ice or something on this? am i officially old? was dad serious when he said that now i’ll be able to tell when it’s going to rain?”
gas is up to $2.28. WTF?!
i cut the piss out of my ankle while shaving. girls, when was the last time you cut yourself shaving? i mean, cut yourself bad, not nick, i mean cut and then the water’s all pink and you’re all, “what the- ah! how did i- ow! i’ve gotta sit down.” what am i in 7th grade again?

August! i’m still totally hating your guts!

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