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Ezoic
2001-10-01 04:26:04 (UTC)

Sunday.

    I only got like 4 hours of sleep instead of my usualy 12. Right when I woke up before I even hit the coffeee pot, I went to feed the dog. Well, Case buried his damn bowl because he buries EVERYTHING. So I reached under the bushes to yank it out of the ground since he only buried it about 1/4 of the way in there. The stupid ass dog jumped on me and knocked me into the bushes. It sucked. I went to take a shower cuz it's my Granny's birthday and she wanted to have a bbq. My cousin, who I honest to God think will grow up to be gay, was there. He kept shooting me what me, momma, and my other cousin Ashley call his "I'm-gonna-shoot-you-when-I-grow-up" look. Well, he annoyed the piss out of me until I dropped a bbq rib on my Pat O'Brian's T-shirt. Who the hell is gonna go to Cancun and get me another one, huh? I got so annoyed about my shirt and that little flamer running around with his stupid ass elementary school friend that I just locked myself in the guest room and watched Nascar. Then my mom made me come join the rest of the family to cut the cake which was awful. My aunt so can not cook. I thought I was going to vomit. Anyway, we left and came home eventually. My brother called and asked us if we wanted to go to a movie so me and Momma went to see "Don't Say A Word". I give a 6.5

Current Mood:Exhausted


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