Little girl.

Can someone tell me how a little girl can be such a little wutz? She is 11 and can be the most disgusting person ever! Serious. All of her life, pretty much, she's belched like a trucker. Those big hollow bellowing burps that bounce back at you. Ohhh, if only that was everything. She owns a Stink Factory, ya know. She's found proper housing someplace inside her guts for the Factory. I've told her to save on overtime and send the workers home. I've told her to give them a holiday. I've begged her to please shut down production for one. single. day. She's, obviously, a slave driver. Hey, I didn't teach her that! For real, though, she knows if someone hears her belch (or whatever, ew) then they better hear her pardon.

Oh yeah, I told Shawn to hit the bricks on Thursday night. Nice guy but just not feeling it. And he's still hung up on his ex, I do believe. I saw Brad for a couple of minutes last night. He's sick and his rib is killing him. (cracked it coughing) but he's soooo funny! He asked me what I'm doing tonight and I am meeting up with friends but I may cut out early and head to the pub he'll be at. He's fun to hang out with. I want to watch the UNC game and as long as I get to do that, I'm good.

One of these days I'm going to write something interesting. I have some posts I want to put down but I'm not sure about putting things out there. I know I give a peep show every now and again but to pour my heart out, that's hard for me. There is a guy that posts that says a lot of things that I feel. I go back and read his stuff and it's interesting because he thinks in the same way that I do. The same patterns. I should give you his blog addy and then you'd see some of the things I think. In his 100 things about me, there are over 30 that are me too. I think he might be a good friend someday. Anyway! I promise, one day soon, that I will open up and give you something. Thanks for hanging in there though. Hippo- if you were still alive, I'd tell you everything about everything. RIP, my large as life friend.