Groggy

I just woke up.

What the hell is that eye gunk you get in the morning? I used to call them "eye boogers", but that sounded too gross.

I had a weird dream last night. I was at some sort of art gala and the artist was, I kid you not, Juice. Yes, Joey's cat Juice McFace. When I tried to comment on some of the pieces, she tried to scratch my nose off. Unofrtunately, security was taking a break or something.

(Note to self: Don't eat so many onion rings before going to bed.)

Ok, I've been suring the interweb and I've been trying to keep up with the best story of all time. Since Paris Hilton is slated to go to jail on the fifth of June, I've been a happy person. However, there are rumours that she won't serve all 45 days of her sentence since the California prison is so overcrowded. But there is this guy in Phoenix who is willing to take Paris into this prison so she can serve the entire 45 days; and this would be in a tent outside the actual prison in 110 degree heat.

One word for that: yay.


I wish this tree was in my backyard.



Time to go do something partially constructive.


POA: 58%

Honorable Mentions
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Joey: Awesome Blog

Brianne: Just like the dime

Me: Wow, I'm still awesome


~Nate-O