...but seeing as today is the first in three days that you've gotten up early enough and decided to brave the outdoors of your porch, you're going to post a blog. Like you usually do.
The search for a Home-Sweet-Hovel has come to a surprising end. Your Home-Sweet-Hovel is not so much a hovel as it is fucking sweet. The 2B-1B-2B (2 Bedroom, 1 Bath, 2 Block ('s from the beach)) is coming along very well, and with the addition of a couch and the most amazing recliner you've ever seen, your living room actually appears to be livable. Albeit , you're still waiting for your electricity to be turned on (it should be on sometime today), the information that you can
have cable, phone, and internet for a mere $167.23/month (which puts you at about $275/month per person living in said apartment) sans installation fee, equipment fee, and the first month's bill has saved you any potential heartache.
Not to mention your new ProtoPipe. Amazing.
You've been having alot of heart burn as of late. You hardly even have the time to eat, much less suffer the consiquences. But you digress. All you can do now is pop Tums like the old pro you are.
Miss-15-Going-On-40 (your younger and only actual sister) ended her endless relationship with The-Kid-With-the-Penis-Haircut. You were very surprised by the incredible lack of crying. And subsiquent seeming lack of care. Oh well... She did learn from the best. On with the show.
You've been having far too many good times at The-Little-Shop-of-Whorrors to recant in one
sitting, however you will attempt to retell a few in this one.
Or not.
The-Boyfriend in all his zombie-morning-glory has arisen from the land of the dead.
Pictures coming soon. You're not sure whats wrong with this Crap-Top but you're gonna fucking fix it.
The search for a Home-Sweet-Hovel has come to a surprising end. Your Home-Sweet-Hovel is not so much a hovel as it is fucking sweet. The 2B-1B-2B (2 Bedroom, 1 Bath, 2 Block ('s from the beach)) is coming along very well, and with the addition of a couch and the most amazing recliner you've ever seen, your living room actually appears to be livable. Albeit , you're still waiting for your electricity to be turned on (it should be on sometime today), the information that you can
have cable, phone, and internet for a mere $167.23/month (which puts you at about $275/month per person living in said apartment) sans installation fee, equipment fee, and the first month's bill has saved you any potential heartache.Not to mention your new ProtoPipe. Amazing.
You've been having alot of heart burn as of late. You hardly even have the time to eat, much less suffer the consiquences. But you digress. All you can do now is pop Tums like the old pro you are.
Miss-15-Going-On-40 (your younger and only actual sister) ended her endless relationship with The-Kid-With-the-Penis-Haircut. You were very surprised by the incredible lack of crying. And subsiquent seeming lack of care. Oh well... She did learn from the best. On with the show.
You've been having far too many good times at The-Little-Shop-of-Whorrors to recant in one
sitting, however you will attempt to retell a few in this one.Or not.
The-Boyfriend in all his zombie-morning-glory has arisen from the land of the dead.
Pictures coming soon. You're not sure whats wrong with this Crap-Top but you're gonna fucking fix it.
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