So Much To Say

A lot has happened since the last time I wrote, partially because my life is just that exciting and partially because I haven't written for a century or three. Huh. Go me.

Well, today while I was eating at Yukio's (an absolutely fabulous Chinese resturant next to Albertson's. They are so good, the place is tiny, and is run by this family of Asian women. Who are also adorable) there were some intoxicated bums who decided to camp out next to the resturaunt. Would've been okay, except one of them fell down in front of the door and proceeded to keep people from entering/leaving Yukio's. So the Asian lady called the police and he came (like freakin' fifteen minutes later. Geez. What if somebody had died or something? And he wasn't even hot!) and *asked* them to leave. They did and I left the place with my family. Cool.

Then I went to church. No offense to old people, but they have some pretty bad humor going on. I mean, one of them would say something remotely funny, and the rest of them would simply explode with laughter. Father Jim was talking about being sheep and how this one time he almost hit one with his motorcycle... the story was chuckle worthy, but those old folks thought that it was the funniest thing since the crucifixation of Jesus. Hahhahaha... not that funny.

No, haven't talked to Ollie yet. Don't think I'm going to. I mean, he's nice and everything, but whenever I check his status on Facebook, it's always, "Oh my weekend sucked" or "I had a bad night last night" or "My life is just so terrible..." or something else pathetic. Honey, I need a MAN, not some boyish damaged goods. Can you imagine the sex? He'd probably burst into tears if I don't moan the right frquency, or with the correct volume. Sorry Ollie, but you have way too many issues. It might funny to see him jail though. If he's already life's bitch, I think he's going to make several convicted felons VERY happy.

I have a weird bump on my ass. If I posted a picture, could you tell me what it is?

JUST KIDDING! About both the bump and the picture.

No, I will not go roller skating in booty shorts. NO spandex. NONE.

Erg... I definetly don't feel good. Maybe later I'll blog about Left 4 Dead but right now I need some ice cream...