a brain the size on a ping pong ball



I lost another best friend. Sucks. I'm down to very few people in the world who actually give a shit that I'm alive (and 90% of those are directly related to me). And of those that remain, one of them plays in the trash can and has a brain the size of a ping pong ball.


It's really sad that the only reason I got out of bed today was because the cat made me. He's cute.



Alternate title for this post: Man those force-flex trash bags ain't lyin'

3 Comments:

Anonymous Leah said...

at least your relatives care about you :-)

seriously, tho, I understand. especially at home, I spend most of my days alone or hanging out with my parents. I'm nervous to move b/c my mom and dad won't be around all the time, so I'll have to go out and make some friends.

The only thing I can suggest is to find some sort of group oriented hobby in your town that might help you meet people. I contra dance, which is this fun, folk dancy stuff, and I've started to meet people there. So far, that's my big social event of the week (well, that and babysitting, but I don't know how much of an achievement it is when a 5 yo loves you).

2:37 AM  
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Anonymous karen said...

You could get a cat...

12:10 PM  

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