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I just remembered this.
My friend Peter was one year behind me in school. Actually, I had only heard about Peter from our mutual friend Justin. I was excited to meet Peter, as I had heard great things. The first day of my sophomore year was the first day of their freshman year. Pretty simple math, yo.
D.J. did!
D.J.’s dog did!
I have previously spoke of my love for baths. Actually I hadn’t taken one in a month until tonight. I realized my dog had not been cleaned in over three months. Now, before you get grossed out, please realize that my dog spends a total of 10 minutes a day outside. She’s 7lbs and I have to carry her when there’s ice, snow, or rain, because she won’t go near it. Chihuahuas are notorious for hating water. Makes sense, as they are most likely originated as a desert dog from central Mexico.
My girlfriend Jessica flew up from Atlanta this past weekend. She was here two weeks ago, and I was excited that she was back so soon.
Now, many women are fun to be around. Others are cool. Some can make you laugh. I’ve dated many that were smarter than me, which I found satisfying.
I’m going to take a break from my daily thoughts and my stories about being a non-Catholic in a Catholic high school or the time I thought I was dying (but it turned out I had just eaten some beets).
No, this post contains no jokes about genitalia, passing wind in elevators, or how I cry during Extreme Home Makeover (I totally do).
I have nothing funny to say today except I went to Marshall’s for the first time ever. It is the strangest largest store I’ve ever been inside. That sentence is sort of goofy, but I mean, for a department store of sorts, it has the oddest collection of stuff.
I just realized I have now made it over two months of daily posts without a miss. I should probably try getting to gym every day for 63 days, but you wouldn’t appreciate reading posts about how many reps I did to blast my glutes. (It was four by the way.)
In the past few months, I’ve talked about sensory processing disorder (SPD), how I can’t stand to touch cotton balls, and that I want to buy a 20lb blanket to soothe me.
I was talking with my girlfriend Jessica, and I mentioned that rubbing two Kleenexes together totally freaks me out. As I was saying this over the phone, she shivered out loud and said she could feel pain in the nerves of her teeth thinking about this. I thought it was just me.
Why?
Some bozo bought the stained-green-used-dental-Xray-vest out from under me. Yes, the stained-green-used-dental-Xray-vest that was once owned and operated by Dr. Wang and still bared his name in cursive.
I wasn’t paying attention to the bidding, and I guess I just never thought somebody’s self esteem would be low enough to buy this. Other than me.
I'll never give this child another cigarette, pinky swears!
