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tired

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i am soooo tired...seriously. I decided, hey, why not go for a run...so that's what i did, i went for run with my friend jennifer...

it wasn't really a run, it was more of a jog...

and i realized...
i'm probably gonna die at like 24 or something...

maybe its the cold though, yeah, that's it...
it has nothing to do with my health, its cause of my sore throat and coughing...yeah....yeah...

in other notes...uhm...what other notes...

god i suck...seriously -- no this isn't like a wierd depression rant or anything
c'mon...seriously, i gave this some thought. why do we come online and post...its not like any of this is gonna matter in five years...or five months...or five minutes really...

unless of course i post something with pictures and a wierd cut-out...like "real life" photos of osama bin laden having butt sexx with a goat, while jOe tries to shoot it off his yard with his bow and arrow, all the while james running around in the background writing "tza" on various rocks.

what would i be doin' you ask...
i would be videotaping the whole thing...cause that's what i do...i am the person with the camera, or some other means of recording the events...

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you know what really disgusts me....is when people have bowel problems and decides to share it with the rest of the restroom floor...

yes...that's right...its when i walk into the restroom in the early morning, and i have to go to the stall, and what to my wondering eyes should appear, but a fat wad of toilet paper and eight tiny shit-pebbles...

what on earth did i do this morning, or in my life, to have to be confronted with shit on the floor??

ooh, and of course, there is this guy on the floor who insists on farting as he's leaving the restroom...oh he doesn't do it in the restroom...he waits exactly till he's half-way out of the door...

how do i know? -- cause he ALWAYS does it as he's halfway out the door...he also does so as he goes halfway into his room...

wtf? he has some sort of decision making problem, if you ask me...

it is evident in his inability to decide where he wants to fart...

i mean c'mon...we all have predetermined places to fart...there are those of us who just go whenever, wherever...
and others who wait until they are in their special "fart-place"...

...it's kinda like a certain mint-bush and waiting to urinate at the right time...

i hate you guys...i hate you all sooo very, very much...

done.