angelicdestiny (angelicdestiny) wrote,

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dirty rice

mmmmmm. moms makin it. i likes me some dirty rice. id have inhaled it all, cept when i walked in, i inhaled the rest of the celery/olive salad that she made on thanksgiving. not so hungry anymore.

spent $70 something at jiffylube. gonna spend have to more than that next time. i should have just spent it this time. damn, i fucked up. *now* it occurs to me. how fuckin stupid. well, that was a waste of $40 something. im an idiot.

work was slow/boring. can not fuckin stand that.

i want my dirty rice. now, damnit.

head hurts.

this fuckin sleeping pill is gonna put me out before i get my dirty rice.!@!$#!@#@!$@! mmmmm, dirty rice. mmmmm, sleep. now if i only had my own personal stud of a massage therapist!$@#!$#!@$#!

when im rich ill come home, take a bath, get a massage, get fed, get stoned, eat desert and go to sleep. yeeeah. coming home is gonna rule.

woohoo! rice is done$#@!$@!$#!

must i put lemon/chili/salt, hot sause or ground red peper on eveything? guess so.

wish my mom would lose her voice. im sorry you had to stand for 30 seconds you fuckin cow, but i was trying to get some food before you ate it all. shut your fat fuckin face.

i still cant believe she wanted to argue about what i ate on thanksgiving. the bitch cant take a shower with the lights on, or use a regular scale (doesnt go that high). i doubt shell starve to death if her 100 pound daughter eats some fuckin food.

shes gonna out live me, i just know it.
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