It's me again.
Broke myself in half at the gym yesterday, I don't think my arms and chest will ever recover. I'm such a small little fuck, I have to do something to get myself in better shape! *sigh*
I keep tasting peri peri chicken livers. Me thinx I'll treat myself to a humongous bowl of that tonight. Dunno why I love this stuff so much tho, I hate all other types of liver. Like liver patties, or Patè. How could anyone want to eat ground up goose liver? That's just gross. But chicken liver isn't really liver, see. It's chicken. Not liver. Chicken.
So there.
My chick is in a really bad mood these days. It's all her mom's fault. Stupid slut can't do anything for herself, so her daughter has to do it all. Now she's getting fed up with her whore-for-a-mum, and she's taking it out on me. Now all of a sudden, I have mental problems and a split personality. Crikey Moses, what next? Tomorrow, I'll be a raging alcoholic, or maybe by Sunday I could be Jack the motherfucking ripper? I have to get out of this relationship. According to her, I'm the reason she's upset. According to me, I'm the reason she has some brains in her pretty little skull. I sent her to college, bought all the clothes and jewelery that she owns, helped her study, solved all the fuckups she made, taught her how to drive, and got her dad to respect her as a person.
But hey, I'm an asshole. Don't you dare forget that.
Random thought for the day : Just when you think you have life figured out, it kicks you in the nuts. And you die.
Later.