My day.

Story time. I am thinking you want to know how my day went. I will share.

It all started at 3 this morning when i was able to fall asleep. I have recently downloaded Ride the Lightning but it is sorta slowed down so it sounds more metal. I fell asleep listening to that.

I was then awoken by the doorbell at 1030 this morning. After letting it ring 3 times and hoping someone else would answer or they would go away I found the will power to go downstairs and answer the door. It was my old lady neighbor. I was wearing my short sleeping shorts that i so do love to wear and no shirt. There was an instant love connection. She said something about her cat but i wasnt paying attention because i just wanted to go back to sleep. That is exactly what i did 45 seconds later.

Jump forward to 12. I wake up and feel like a bum. Maybe because I am. Checked my email. Someone offered me a trade in fantasy football but it was stupid and i said no way. Also apparently there are christian singles in orlando looking for me. Aol is my new wingman.

Approx 1230 time for shower and shaving. That is right. I shave. Unlike Orlando Bloom. I have seen girls that can grow stronger facial hair than him. He needs to grow a man sized neck beard right now in order to regain my respect. Dude got to kiss the chick from Pirates of the caribbean. Its not fair.

I then went to class. Dominated it. We have to answer questions using these little clicker things. Its like mini quizes everyday in class. I went 5-5 today. Bigboy.

Went home and cleaned my room. Everything about cleaning your room is good. While i am cleaning i feel good because it is like i am doing something productive. And walking around in your room right after it is clean feels wonderful well just because. Your bum status gets elevated.

Here is where my day turned into a disney like story. I had a bunch of change in my room in car that I felt like putting to good use. I decided it was time to hit the coinstar. I walked into publix holding my albertsons plastic bag full of change feeling like such a rebel. As I was pouring my change into the machine I expected to get something in the 30-35 dollar not dolla range. To my surprise the receit came out and showed that I had just made 89$. Amazing. I felt so good. To celebrate I went to chick-fil-a and bought myself a chocolate milkshake. My day just turned so good. I went from being half naked with bed head in front of my old neighbor talking about cats to heel-clicking out of publix. That was my day. The more you know.

Yup,
Bigboy