(This has absitively, posilutely nothing to do with the fact that me and Mark not-so-proverbially kissed and made up not more than fifteen minutes ago. Now I'm listening to Vanessa Carleton instead of Metallica and I'm drinking Coke instead of Gin. Plus I'm doing a little dance in my computer chair, but so far all I've been able to do is sway for about five seconds before toppling over backwards.)

Mofo spinning chair. You are no good to me. You tempt me with your Spinning Goodness in which I will occasionally indulge, and then you make me fall over and Mess Up My Hair and sometimes Knock The Mofo Wind Out Of Me. I do not doubt that you entertain me, Spinning Chair, but you do no good for me except indulge me in my chair-spinning fantasies. You ultimately just distract me from my homework or saving the world or whatever very important thing I am doing.

Shit. I just toppled over again.

Damn chair!!!

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I told you I'm delirious. Delirious. delirious!!

"Delirious" is a real bitch to type.

But anyway. I have a real question for you people. Now, be perfectly honest with me, and Laugh Thee Not....

Here's the question...

Is it at all normal to have someone come over and lick your cheek?

Nope. This has nothing to do with me. Absolutely nothing. Zip. Zilch. Nada.

I'm just curious.

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I really would write something worthwhile. I honestly would.

If I didn't have to pee so bad right now.

© alexa

The counter keeps breaking and pissing me off, so NO MORE COUNTER! Mwahaha!