Boredome Leads To Insanity
Do you want to know what I'm doing right now? Of course you don't. But I am bored. And too much boredome can lead to insanity. Not that I'm not already slightly crazed, but...eh...nevermind. IT'S THE LIVVY'S CORNER OF BOREDOME SHOW! Yaaay...*claps* So, we just got a cool boombox thing and we're just flipping through the channels right now awing at its awesome music-ness. I actually have a more portable CD player, but you HAVE to have a boombox thing! NO ONE IS COMPLETE WITHOUT A BOOMBOX THING! NO ONE! NOOO OOONE! *has a spaz attack*
Ah, kay then. Know what else I'm doing? I'm eating cookies in the ghetto, of course!! CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIES! Yes, I live in a pretty ghetto-ish place and it's not exactly a neighborhood were you'd see girl scouts selling cookies on people's doorsteps. If I tried to sell cookies they would put a bullet in my head. THEN take the cookies. But, whatever, I'm not like that...do not worry. We just moved here, and soon as our house sells we're movin' somewhere NICE...er.
BUT. You know what? 'Cuz I don't. I'm bored. I don't even know what I'm typing. AH--Aww, I'm out of cookehs. >: ( Guess Imma go now. >_< I need to get some more cookehs.