odd thing happened to me at lunch today. i was with my coworker A at in 'n out, and i had this monstrous tic that sent my eyeglasses flying into the next booth. the guy sitting there picked them off the ground and gave them back. but then, after we were done eating, he came to our booth and sat down and told me about a cure for tics. he gave me his phone number and some websites to look at. nice guy, i suppose. after i do some research, maybe i'll call him up.
i'm still getting stringy dumps. it's annoying and gross. and plus, after my dump this morning, my sphincter itches a lot. i keep shifting in my seat to scratch my anus. i hope i don't get skidmarks on my boxers.
my car's still in the shop. i'm tired of driving the underpowered civic they loaned me. i miss my v6! and plus, they said i couldn't smoke in the car, so i'm missing my driving smokes as well, especially the one i take on the way to the office in the morning.
i'm getting a haircut today. goodbye to the mohawk! yeah, it was sort of interesting to have it, but i'm looking forward to having an inch of so cut off the top. plus, i'm really scruffy on the back side, and it looks horrible.
so when we were driving to in 'n out for lunch, my coworker A played two songs that he created himself. by "create" i mean he composed them, sang them, played guitar, sequenced the bass guitar and drums, everything! i was so impressed because the songs were really good. wow, the hidden talents in people.
ok, i know this is a short post, but i'm out of thoughts. hopefully tomorrow will be better. bye!