jag: ok i'll come home wake you up
jag: bring you food when i do ?
jag: ALL KINDZ OF FOOD ?@#!#@~!
jag: i mean
jag: some food
jag: you want like hrmm
jag: taco ?#$!@
jag: burrito i mean
jag: burrito, you want a burrito ? (he always call a burrito, taco)
jag: burrito ?
jaglisteningtomusic: the guy says
jaglisteningtomusic: IT WAS WELL INTENTIONED BUT BAD ADVICE
jaglisteningtomusic: thats a lot of things
jag: cookie ?!@#
jag: you need food
jag: what should i bring ?
jag: when i come home at 12
jag: what i bring you ?
jag: you're going to need food
hes gonna be sorry when i cant see my feet anymore.
when will my head stop hurting?
glasses, glasses, glasses.
jag: i'm going to sleep in a bit
jag: so i don't scare this poor interview guy to death
xangelicdestinyx: then you should get a haircut and shave
xangelicdestinyx: and put someting on your feet
jag: THATS RUGGED
jag: you cut my hair ?!@#
jag: 2night ?#!@
jag: and a shave
jag: and fix stupid goatee
jag: please ? (oh, now its please. as if i havent been asking him to let me fix him for weeks)
xangelicdestinyx: head hurts
xangelicdestinyx: ill fix you later
xangelicdestinyx: get off aim and work
jag: GOODBYE MY SLEEPY HEAD HURTING BLEEDING LOVE
jag: SSSSSH BUH LOV
jag: love you
jag: you love me too naomi ? (po jag. he has to ask?)
xangelicdestinyx: uh huh
jag: sleep well baby
jag signed off at 7:33:23 AM.
night night people.
the real cute one of him cuddling up to my pillow (he likes my drool, i think) didnt come out :o\ the one of him sitting on the can threatening me with his shit did, though (kinda).