I've had nightmares, multiple nightmares each night, every night for the past week. And I'm pretty sick of it. I've tried not eating before bed, meditating, and other methods of stress reduction and so far no good. Did you know that the average adult has one to two nightmares each year? I don't have them every night all the time, but I have several week to fortnight-long spells of nightmares each year. Last night it was a killer flesh eating doll. I can't remember ...
I am totally listening to the Backstreet Boys right now and there's not a damn thing you can do about it aside from join me and just revel in it.
There's not a damn thing I feel like I could yell about right now, so I'm gonna yell about that. (I know this is pretty early to be breaking the fourth wall, but let's get the schtick out and then whip your dicks out. Sorry. I just like rhyming cliches.) smurf you, brain! There are only so many talents I have. I don't win friends and admirers through my goddamn sweetness, good lucks or intelligence. People like me because I am outsmurfingrageous. I yell and scream and pitch fits, ...
Del Tony seems to think a themed blog of me yelling at people would be popular. Jerks! This month marks my 7-year anniversary of EoFF. EoFF is now the longest relationship I've ever had. And you smurfers didn't even get me a present!
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