yea. what? oh. yea.

anyway, last night i got super bored so i sat around watching old episodes of ALF that i taped and ate a subway veggie delight that had been sittin in my fridge for quite some time. it was a good night to say the least.

and now, due to lack of anything pertinent, i will tell you the story of my senior year of high school.

yea, so dr. nick and myself were, belive it or not, not actually all that big of fans of the whole "going to school" thing. so everymorning i would pull up outside his apartments with operation cliff clavin blasting from my 87 chevy celebrity named "da beast" and picked him up. we would sit there for a minute, look at eachother, and i would say "......we're not going to school today...are we." and he would say "no my good man. we are not." and then we would laugh cuz we knew we were screwing ourselves but we didn't really care. so we would drive around town aimlessly for about a half an hour to give his mom time to get to work. when we belived her to be safely within the confines of said place of employment, we would return to his apartment. once there we would turn on maury povich, get some cereal, and play pokemon. "now toast," you may say, "why is it that a then 18 year old young man would skip school to play pokemon?" to that, my friend, i say you are stupid and your questions much the same. you see? that little line of quasi-humor was thought up one day whilst sitting on the good doctor's living room floor watching jenny jones. it all works out in the end. it should also be known that we became total pokemon masters and you can't fuck wit this. yea so anyway...this charade went on for 2 or 3 weeks of constant absence of schoolage and excessive occupancy of dr nick's housege. when i began writing this, there was a point. not only was there a point, but there were many humorous stories to tell within the one more prodominent story. however at this time i don't know what they are due to the high levels of saccarine in my noodle. oh wait, i just remembered one. it's not a very humorous one though. oh well. whatever. so we wanted to buy...a...something...i dunno...but for whatever reason we needed to get it at the mall. however, the mall didn't open till like 10 and i had picked the doctor up at like 7 so we drove out to the parkway to the boulevard mall and parked in the parking garage (what an odd place to park) and sat in da beast for 3 hours reading journal entries to eachother and laughing a lot. what? ok that was pointless. i guess it's funnier in my head due to the whole memory thing...but is suprisingly uninteresting when written down. my bad. well let me just tell you...it was fucking grand. i promise.

rock the parcel.

uh huh.

word.