Hey baby, wanna deep-fry a lawnmower?

This morning I was so lazy, I didn’t get up till… I don’t know when. Maybe 1. Although I did wake up at one point to tell Jake something, but he wasn’t in the room at the time. Don’t know what it was…. something about a punch in the face or something? I dunno. It was like our typical asking each other really stupid things, like "are you a few hundred pickles?" or whatever someone on tv or something just said. We are odd. (I can’t remember when exactly the few hundred pickles thing was, but it was in 05 when I was first here. heh I can no longer say last year)

Anyways. Yeah. Nothing else much exciting happened today. Jake hadn’t called for a ride home by almost 4:30, so I just went on over ther and got there almost exactly as he was finishing work. We went on over to Walt’s and got there in time, and there was no one so that was woot.

Then when we went grocery shopping, we found tasty things like pocky and these delicious pringles that are garlic and parmesan flavoured and very much remind me of the chips that flavour at home, only they are not as good. Good enough though. mmm

Little Richard is amusing. cranberry sauce woooohoooo

My title is from a whole collection of awesome title-worthy things that came up in a weird HILARIOUS AWESOME convo last night with my husband. We were so funny all day… well… to us. Probably to other people too, but we are what’s important.

I just burped in my water bottle 🙁