I've Seen Nights Full Of Pain, Days Of The Same.

Yup yup, so true.

Hello my darlings.

I apologize for not posting for so long.

To make an epic story short.

One of my good friends passed around the same moment that I was posting on my other blog.

You know, the one I co-write with Jesse.

And I was basically stunned to think that I was going along and living my life the way I want to while he will never have the chance to because his life is now over.

So yeah, upset I was.

Well, Johnny's on a whole new level of ridiculous.

But I mean its only gonna take one more level before I totally explode.

And he's steadily approaching that level.

So it won't be long, I'm going to explode.

Like an a-bomb.

Like baking soda and vinegar in a paper machete volcano.

Like kitties who eat rat poison.

Okay so it won't explode.

But you get my point.

Either way, I'm going to go offffffffff.

Like a horny boy watching Girls Gone Wild.

Or a horny girl.

Whichever you prefer to fantasize about.

Wes is good.

Tired.

But good.

I'm tired too.

Like crazy.

Exhausted.

Yawning.

About to be snoring.

I'm gonna turn on the chainsaw, as my mom would say.

Oh how I love my mom.

Hehe.

Oh yeah, I almost forgot.

Twin's birthday party was THE BEST.

I had the greatest time in the history of great times.

Like fo. Serious.

Listened to music, played RockBand, ate, played "Truth or Dare," and "I Never".

Well, sort of in that order.

Anyway.

In "I Never" we all told secrets about ourselves.

That was fun.

Then we played "Truth or Dare".

I was undecided.

"Pick truth, pick dare?" said my head.

I picked dare.

And guess what my dare was.

Just guess.

I had to kiss Twin's big toe.

It was quite comical, actually.

People took pictures.

And Twin said it felt really weird.

But really really good in a weird way.

I think I'm now going to make toe-kissing a profession.

And Tiffany was dared to give Twin a lap dance.

That was funny also.

I know what I would have done if I had to give someone a lap dance.

I can just picture it now.

Because I'm just so good at those things.

You know.

It's just me.

It's who I am.

So now I'm going to go fantasize about lap dances.

Ooooh.

Yumm.

About as yummy as that pizza at Twin's party.

Little Caesars was gettin' it.

Like whoa.

SHABBA!