Who Knows What Narcissism Means?

   Who knows what narcissism means? After you see the broadcast Thursday, look it up. Wicked people diss other people without them knowing. Am I wicked? Yes.

   So apparently now I am being dragged to Vegas... to see Macho at his part time job. Bud got jealous and so did my buddy's boyfriend... so they now are trying to be cool by taking an ALL GUY trip to Vegas... um? I am highly concerned to find out that a whole bunch of guys sit on another guy on a couch every morning. Sadly, these are the kind of people I always wind up meeting. Why can't I meet more sane friends?

   Speaking of sane, A Dub is not. Her blog frightens me deeply. Who can have thoughts that random? I mean, yes, I am very random. Not quite to that level though. Where did I learn, you ask? Well from her of course. A Dub used to corner me in bathrooms in 1st grade and bully me! I believe I have the right to be slightly messed up. I found myself thrown in her presence once again 3 years later. Next thing I know, we are best friends! I look back at this rocky past and am frightened. Then I look at my future...

   I had a flip out this morning. My clock said 7:55 and I thought I would be horribly late for school. Guess what? There's a little thing called daylight savings time! It messes up your life by randomly taking sleep from you or throwing some in then screwing up your clock!

   I am PUMPED for tomorrow! Hobo and I are trip buddies! We are going on an adventure to the library! Yes this may sound boring but do you know how many places there are to hide? Yeah. Now you're thinking. So last year I hung out with some strange kids. (Including Hobo and A Dub) These kids chucked their library cards at us and one hit right between my face and Hobo's face! So there was this guy there, Carolina, and he now has abandoned me in my time of need. What am I supposed to do at the library without his antics? Carolina, if you're reading, yes I miss you.