What Time is it?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

hammer time.
ADVENTURE TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

Hummus is so good. I hope my dad buys it more often.
Spring break is mucho funo. I enjoy rotting my teeth out with other people's Easter candy.

HALEY AND I are having a Garage Sale on Saturday. It's going to be a failure but we'll have sno cones so AWESOME.

"I'm freakin' pumped! I've been drinking green tea all goddamn day!!"

- Rico

I love Hot Rod. I know I have discussed this before to you, Blog, but I just can't help it. Everybody is just so charming.

I also love Anthony Bourdain: No Reservations. I want very badly to be his friend because he's got so many clever things to say. And he knows good food. What more can you ask from a friend? Not much more, that's what.

I really enjoy films. I really do. and I think this is important to know about me for some reason. I also think it's important that you know that I am wearing pachy shorts that make me look like a hobo golfer. I am also wearing a Paramount's Kings Island shirt with those cool old Hannah Barbera characters that used to be on Cartoon Network. 

It's Wednesday. The pinnacle of the week. Except it's not the best day of the week in terms of greatness. It's the best day of the week because every day after Wednesday just keeps getting better. Then you get to Sunday and it's all shitty again. Oh well.

Apparently, my parents went on a drinking binge while I was @ Haley's last night. Welcome to Middletown. 

I don't know what I'm saying. Goodbye.

Everyone's Friends.

I'm drinking pee colored Gatorade.
I dislike Mondays.
Today, however, is my brother's 21st birthday.
My dad forgot until I told him after we ate Arby's for dinner.
My brother, who I'm assuming is still living in New York and going to school for fashion design, said to my dad that coffee and cigarettes are the only things keeping him alive right now.
I suppose you can look at that as being depressing or happy.
I look at it as one more reason to turn my family into a comic strip so I can make $ from these jerks.
That was quite the shallow statement, and I don't mind one bit.

Hot Rod was on the tele the other day. I'm sure many bloggers watched it because Hot Rod is a movie that most bloggers should enjoy.
I'm gonna be honest with you, Rod. You look like a giant eagle with fire all around you, and you've got a mountain for a face.

Last ngith.....??? Wtf?! I was typing the word "night" and that mess came from the keyboard. I am genuinely sorry about that.
Last NIGHT, I was pigging out on chocolate cookies and cream or something ice cream and watching The Rocky Horror Picture Show. Now, I don't know nor do I care about you, but, I LOVE that movie.
It was weird because my dad came in and watched part of it with me. Obviously he was feeling kinda nostalgic or sentimental or something, because he's a super homophobe and doesn't even like TRHPS. Of course, he left towards the end of the Time Warp, before Frank-n-Furter even came out in his transvestital glory. I wish "transvestital" was a real word. Maybe it is and spell check just doesn't know schit. Ha, take that, spell check.

Cracking knuckles is fun, when they're your own of course.
That doesn't make sense. Welcome to the REAL WURLD.
I'm pretty gosh damn tired.
Night, ya'll.