Friday, March 19

Grouch food.

in high school i wasn't always very nice to my parents. i know surprising right? me - a brat? noooo, but yes. I was. and i regret it. ok ok maybe not it's that surpirsing, sadly. But there was this one time when i was being snotty to my dad. so he asked me if i ... and i quote: "ate grouch food for breakfast."





i think i may have eaten some this morning.


BHAHAHAHAHAHA so earlier today i went to the rink and within the first ten minutes i tripped over my toe pick and slid across the ice on my stomach. There I lay, sprawled out on the ice wallowing in self pity. I rolled over on my back and stared at the ceiling. I know what you're thinking ... how old are you, 5? (I'm 23.) sometimes you just need a few minutes before you can get up again, but the important thing is to get up.


i also started a small fire in the toaster oven today.

1 comment:

  1. You're my favorite blogger.

    And I love that pic of Oscar the Grouch.

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