Less moping, everyone. I dont want ANY potential future readers to think this is like one of those emotional blogs that I pour my heart into everyday. (A video diary, if you will). No. I want to be myself (you'll love my dry humor) in these posts. I constantly have a reporter announcer voice in my mind saying everything I do, so it makes life easier.
So you probably picture me: sitting at a desk, a fire in the background. In a robe, sipping on some hot tea as I scroll through my emails and laugh.
But alas, I am a chubby Mexican chick who is stuffing cheese covered toast into my mouth while my other hand scratches my left tit. So here I am. This is me. It's all you guys get (sorry, guys).
There are only a few things I want to talk about. See below.
A. Pokemon
B. Cheese covered toast
C. Cards with Gift Cards
A. Pokemon. The joys of my youth. And now. I will never regret buying any of the versions I own (Blue, Red, Yellow, Gold, Silver, Crystal, Ruby, Sapphire, Firered, Emarald, Heartgold, Diamond, Black). I am obsessed with it on an almost sociopath level.
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Do you think sociopaths actually do that? Obsess over Pokemon?
B. Cheese covered toast. It's just really good. I almost didn't want to try it because it looked like an exploded caterpiller on toast, but I did. And it's really good. It reminds me of when my father built me a treehouse (envision. Me sitting in a chair in front of marble background. My eyes are closed and I glance up as the wind blows..."Oh ho...that treehouse...") when I was a kid. I love that treehouse.....I don't think that's the same kind of love.
C.Cards with Gift Cards (sorry I just got distracted at A texting telling me he found a pack of glow sticks in his trunk and I almost shat myself). Be honest. When you were a kid, you didn't give a FUCK about the card. You just couldn't wait to open it to see if you had any fucking money from your God damn money grubbing aunt. Oh, 20 bucks.
And your parents look at you with that knowing smile.
Well, that's me. Out for the night. We'll see what tomorrow brings.
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