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Paris Hilton is a racist, STD infested H-O-E

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I’m so glad that it’s finally Tuesday and not Monday. I don’t have to work a 13 hour shift today, and if all goes well, I should be on my way home in about 3 hours. YES. I love that place, home.

In other news, not shit is going on with me. Just working as usual and being an internet addict. I’ve been trying to work on a new layout for kelleyroo. Already! Hell I don’t think this site will ever get a new one :P Well, maybe.. it’s just, I think the layout is so pretty and it saddens me to think I won’t be able to look at it all the time. Maybe I’ll just keep it forever, who knows.

Speaking of layouts, the internet, and my addiction I stumbled onto a handful of blogs yesterday that I adore. I was worried that there weren’t anymore sites like that out on the internet but it turns out I’ve just been doing a shitty job at blog-hopping. When you visit the links on shitty sites, they’re usually linking to other shitty sites. If you can find one good one, chances are they’ve linked to lots of cool people with great blogs. Thank you wonderful people for reinstilling my faith in the internet.

Unfortunate fella.

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As we all know I’ve got a really bad habit of giving money to homeless strangers. There is an asian homesless man who I think is Japanese, but if I said for sure I’m sure I would be wrong. I don’t know, he’s usually covered in dirt anyhow.

I work downtown which is where I see him often. He is usually on a corner that I pass to get on the highway on my way home. I see him very randomly but once I gave him $10. I don’t know why I feel for this man so much. I mean, yes most homeless people hit me where it hurts and I never think twice about giving them what cash I have on my person.. but I almost want to talk to this man.

I saw him again last night on my way home from work and gave him another $5. We will probably reach $50 soon. All that payperposting… going to the homeless :P . On my way TO work I saw him again, only he wasn’t on the corner he was crossing the street. I honked and waved and I wonder if he even recognized me? For all I know this guy is cracked out of his mind and probably wondered why that stupid bitch in the red beetle keeps bothering me?

deadeadeadead

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Last night Paul, Kristen, Jake and I all piled up into Paul’s cousin’s car and went bowling. Lesley ended up showing up as well which always guarantees a good time. I’m pretty indifferent about bowling. Sometimes I hate it and sometimes I love it.

My grandparents were big bowlers and for that reason I hate it. They used to drag my brother and I to the very bowling alley we were at last night a few times a week. We would be stuck there until at least 2 or 3 am, and if I remember correctly I was in third or fourth grade. My grandfather would give us 2 dollars apiece to play games with and my brother usually spent his way before I did mine. He would play games in the “gameroom” and I usually bought candy or a coke… and tried to make my food last as long as possible.

The bowling alley wasn’t anything near what it used to be, not that it was originally much… but it seemed a lot livlier back then. The eating area where Eric and I used to sleep after we were broke and bored has been turned into some sort of kitchen area to make food that they don’t even serve.

An image that has been burned into my brain is being able to look out at the lanes and see my ugly, gargantuan, bitch of a grandmother watching us from across the bowling alley. I really, really hated her.

No… really.

Oatmeal crunch

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I just wanted to share that today Paul and I went grocery shopping where we spent $180 on groceries. I haven’t seen that much food in FOREVER. I love going grocery shopping and getting all pumped to eat! hahah. I’ve been seeing commericlas for the quaker oatmeal crunch so I bought some today because I thought it looked good and lets just say it gets my seal of approval.

Yummm.

We also bought lots of pizzas and vegetables. I need to put a hold on my spaghettio stock apparently it’s overtaking the cabinets. Even if I don’t eat any I still buy at least two cans everytime I go to the store. I do not know why I do this. I guess there’s nothing wrong with it, considering they’re 50 cents a can, and it’s canned food. Don’t see it going bad anytime soon. When a meteor comes flying at earth, and we’re all hiding away, we’ll see who’s hungry then.

It’s like a creature out of Greek Mythology

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I can’t decide what’s worse, seeing the dirty dishes form mountains in the kitchen sink, or actually doing them. I severely hate doing the dishes for the following reasons:

My grandmother was a nazi. My brother and I were responsible for doing the dishes growing up, and it was the worst, most excruciating pain that you can imagine. Nothing was ever, never done right. I considered it to be a good night if by the grace of god, she wasn’t mean enough to make me cry.

I have the worst posture known to man. This scares me, and certainly hurts by the time I’m done.

It’s pretty gross.

And most imporantly: DISH PAN HANDS

Yes, that’s Blackstreet I’m bumping

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Recently during the hellatious junkstorm that happened at my house (also known as “the move”) I some how managed to lose the cord I need to charge my iPod with. So now my iPod is dead, and unfortunately the CD player in my car also took a beating from the move because we shoved too much stuff in the trunk and got my disc changer all upset. I’ve been stuck listening to the radio for the past week or so, and I have got to say, mainstream music has really gone down the shit hole. I can remember a day when listening to the radio was the way I preferred to listen to music because it was actually good. So if you see me out on the streetz, I’ll be bangin the beats, word.