establishment! YAY!!!!!

wow. i went from cool to tool with one blog post title. well, maybe i was never cool persay, but more eccentric or perhaps just the ever-lovin blue eyed personification of all that is the wee-wees. or ummm..... something. yeah. i'm so out of practice that my attempts at being funny are more like attempts at just sodding off into the corner, holding my knees in the fee dull position rocking myself to sleep. i'm sort of trying to full fill all the promises i made to myself of what i was gonna do and such, like getting a post or two done a day, my skool work finished like way before it's due, and like, ummmm workin out like a couple hours a day. cuz i've really let myself go yah know? well. if you just happened to stumble across this blog, then really you don't. but still, i'm not like fat enough where i need to pay someone a dollar to find my penis, but i no longer have my studlyness, which sucks, cuz i didn't know i had it till it was gone. but that's most things in life. having a bad luck day is only in the context of the previous good fortune that you had had in the previous, but as it was in the previous and as such has past, or passed, no longer pertains to the present and so is rendered moot. yeah try to follow that logic. if you did, then i'm sorry to say that you have achieved my mind frame, and you can thusly deside if that's something you want on your concious. i.e. if it's a good or bad thing. though for sluts, there are no bad things.