brad: i have my own room
brad: you can stay in it
brad: in the hotel
brad: we don't even have to fuck
isnt he sweet? :oP
gonna see about a job tomorrow. i hope its not lame. you should all send some luck my way. ok? ok.
im hungry. i have corndogs but they are the wrong kind and taste like shit. not like theyre ever *really* yummy, but these are exceptionally bad :o\
ive had this window sitting here for a while. i guess i thought i had something to say. i dont (not like thats ever stopped me before), so ill shut up now.