You know it's a good day when. . .

You know it's a good day when you're stoned, bored as hell, and you've just found a lot of AA batteries.

 

is that what your B.O.B. uses?

 

My what?!

 

Battery operated boyfriend.
I found a mysterious pair of batteries on my table. Everything that is battery operated here has its batteries. Creepy.

 

Yeah. . . my battery operated boyfriend.
So, did you ever figure out where the phantom batteries came from?

 

No, I havent. I've checked everything.

 

Maybe one of your B.O.B.'s ran away.

 

Or maybe someone else borrowed some batteries from you a long time ago and that was their weird and nonchalant way of repaying you. Or maybe. . . you're just going crazy.

 

Although I don't know why they would-your sig pic is hot.

 

Yeah, it is. French inhaling is sexy.

 

Where the hell have you been, girl??

 

Man, I fell off the face of the Earth. . .
Note to self: never leave home sans a parachute.

Oh, boy. How have you been, Sarah?
( It is Sarah, right? It's been way too long. . . )

 

No H on the end of that :tongue:

I've been doing pretty good, though. Same old shit

 

Yay, for only being one letter off. My memory's not that horrible, I guess.
I feel ya, though. . . I dropped out of school. I was just like, "Fuck this."
Don't know what to do now. Maybe I'll travel for a bit. Who knows?

 

Why did you drop out? Any reason? Sometimes I feel like doing the same, but I never do.
If you travel you should stop up to Pa and visit me haha

 

Nah, my bob uses different size batteries.
And thank you.

 

For some reason, I stay sick all the time when I'm in school. I just don't get it, lol. I am being serious, by the way. So, I just dropped out to see if I get better over time, and then I'll try to go back, ha. In the mean time, I'm going to try my best to find a waitressing job, so that I can make some money and whatnot. Then, I'm moving to South Carolina on December 30. I'm excited about that one. Can't wait to get the hell out of Alabama. It's too fucking hot here. I walked outside to get the mail and thought I was going to die. It's too hot to survive here. It's like the surface of the fucking Sun.

 

Yoko Ono just sent me a message on Twitter. You know how weird that is?