I have officially moved out from my parents’ house. Expect a BBQ or something at my new place (if I know you).
This will be the last post I ever make from my parents home where I have lived for the past 19 years. Over and out.
Down at my apartment at JMU for the night. Thought it’d be nice to make one final post from this place as I am down here moving out and cleaning up. Signing off… 1023F
So on the 3rd of July I went to the big container/store fireworks stand. I asked the fellas that were working tyhere if they had anything that blew up really well or flew. Their response? No. How suck is that? All they had were fountains and smoke bombs! I’d rather give myself an enema with a nail-riddled club than endure a night of fountains…
“Military payroll records that could more fully document President Bush’s whereabouts during his service in the Texas Air National Guard were inadvertently destroyed, according to the Pentagon.” So convenient.
‘The dog doesn’t speak French or English. He doesn’t know how to spell ‘en avant.’ He doesn’t know it’s French. He just knows that ‘en avant’ means forward.’ Too funny.