HOPPY EASTER! and now on to dingus day...let me just say my pussy is freshly-dipped-wet and a'ready fer some shanin' and spankin,' if you know what I mean.

I have to clean my bedroom today. I feel like a third grader because I keep coming up with excuses and other things I have to do, but it really needs to be done. I have not even slept in there since at least November when I originally began cleaning it and stacked everything I had in the room onto the bed (so I would take care of it faster, because I would eventually need to sleep, right?) I have been sleeping on the couch ever since. You know that shaggy song 'because I got high...' It really used to make me mad because I thought that smokey-smoking never affected my ability to get my shit taken care of (note: I finished grad school..., I go go fucking work every day etc.) however as of late I have a) not looked for a 'real' job (unless you count browsing the internet and applying, at random, for jobs across the country in cities where I know noone) and have been done with school since December. b) I was gonna clean my room, but then I got high, (PROLIFIC SHAGGY? The irony is killing me) c) I was gonna pay my car note, but then I got high... I have money in the bank to pay my bills but do you think I pay them, no... I just say fuck it at least once a month for any various bill, usually my credit card so that they fucking turn it off on me until I pay like some sort of white trash piece of ... using bill money to buy drugs is bad! Oxycontin is expensive though. (shut up narcs I'm only kidding, I did it twice and weed is better, way better.)