Friday

facebook's overheard quotes from the college i went to :

"can you imagine her orgasming??"
"yeaah it'd be so loud!"
"IT'D BE LIKE THE OLD TESTAMENT.. PEOPLE SHAKING IN FEAR"

boy 1: she's thick like ham
boy 2: ham is good... its sweet and juicy
boy 1: naw she's the bad ham... the type of ham thats been sittin out all day

girl1- and then she was like "i woke up with a tube in my vagina"
girl 2- i mean how often does she wake up with something in her vagina, totally not a big deal

person 1: you ever been taking a crap, and like no matter how many times you wipe, you still see shit on the toilet paper? i mean YOU KNOW... its like my shit is a limit that approaches zero, but never reaches it...make sense?

"He's dating a girl that sucks! I would pay zero ransom for her!"

"So if you could only take one thing with you during an emergency evacuation, what would it be? Your Yaz?"

"it's not necessarily that my parents hate i'm gay. they hate that i'm possessed by demons."

"I don't know what to do. I just have to keep telling myself that just because he has a southern accent does not mean he is dumb."

dbs2: yeah
you need at least 4 people to conceive
everyone knows that

me: yes it takes a village

dbs2: village to raise
5 to have it

me: and one to screw in the lightbulb
and 2 to turn the ladder

dbs2: what's a lightbulb?

me: exactly

I am really into using wax paper to wrap various food items. Before the weather blows up around here, it's like my dream to wrap sandwiches and fruit and a slice of cake in wax paper (separately, of course) and place them in a wicker basket with a glass bottle of something carbonated and maybe a thermos with detachable mug for drinking the soup inside and then sit outside on some grass next to a peaceful scene by a lake with perhaps a small child pushing a homemade boat around or flying a kite. I'm really into tactile things and have been craving the experience of unwrapping wax paper in various situations. I also want to pack a briefcase for work with a banana, waxpaper-wrapped sandwich and a newspaper and open it on my lap on a park bench. Maybe the sandwich will be bologna and maybe it will be peanut butter and fluff, I don't know, but surely not ham and cheese. I feel that making either of these two scenarios come to fruition will prove extrememly gratifying for me.