‘if you question what i would do…’

There is this dead racoon or something on Windsor where the speed limit is 45 and I have run over it about three times in the last two days and every time it is more and more mutilated. I went by tonight and it is now just a red pulpy puree of flesh. It’s disgusting.

The weekend is going as planned. Just as good as was planned, too. And it’s not yet over, there’s still some chill time tomorrow, and sleep time tonight. Mmm, sleep. I will sleep soon.

background noise: “Light Up My Room” Barenaked Ladies

4 Responses to “‘if you question what i would do…’”

  1. name Says:

    lol! racoon…

  2. theBABYsnatcher Says:

    man. I have this great guitar riff stuck in my head. and I don’t know who’s it is. I thought it might have been motorhead’s, but after listening to all of their music (that I have — a very small fraction) I’ve given up.
    As I carried boxes down the stairs for my mom, calves screaming in agony, I realized how long it’s been since I’ve bene generally without stiff sore or otherwise hurting muscles. I’m looking forward to some time in the future where my legs won’t hurt at all, and instead will push me effortlessly around. I guess that’s sorta like looking forward to being dead.

  3. theBABYsnatcher Says:

    lol! lol! look, I can’t speak english either! wtf omg lol!

  4. name Says:

    lol!!! u r retarded

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