longy timey no typey. psych. its been like two days. two days of utter emptiness that i can not fill with enough chicken wings. ew those chicken wings tonight were pretty ugh. im so over the ironic chicken wing dinner. its like funny that im in a sportsbar for the first five minutes but after that it just starts to suck. you cant talk to the people you came with because everyones screaming and you want to puke up what you just ate and what everyone else just ate.
jaime and i are dogsitting again. geronimo is fucking cute. hes way into the cats and its funny. i wish otto and him would go on a milo and otis type journey to warm everyones heart.