some days, it's not worth rolling out of bed.

I almost didn't, but I didn't want to argue with my mother about it, so I dragged my ass out of bed and went to catch the bus. Slipped on black ice and smashed the back of my head on the road... how this works when I'm staring at my feet anyway is beyond me. It was almost made better when my brother did the same at running speed.
Fell asleep with my head on Kevin's shoulder.
This was a big fucking mistake because someone got the bright idea of wouldn't it be funny if we handcuffed Liz while she was asleep? Then they kicked me (lightly) til I woke up, and I immediately told them it wasn't funny. So their immediate reaction was how about we take your cell phone and take a picture and send it to Dave?
Yeah, really funny guys. I'm pissed. Colin, who was the only one decent enough to help me out of my handcuffs, says that it was Caitlin and Kevin, which is probably true.
I don't even remember what we did in creative writing, only that I went to the nurse about halfway through and slept more. Got my stuff and Mr. Macananey is like "you should go home" and I'm like "I can't." And so i went to French, where I got told I looked like death warmed over ... great.
Madame is retiring.
I slept through computer art, too.
And I kept fucking up in photography ... so all I accomplished today was pain, humiliation, and a waste of photo paper. Fuck.
Came home and fell asleep. Evidently, Dave called? I don't remember this.
They're saying we'll have a snow day tomorrow. Either way I plan on sleeping the fuck in and not going to school.
I think I'll go back to bed now.

WE INTERRUPT THIS BROADCAST FOR A SPECIAL REPORT.

We interrupt my incessant blathering about how great Drew is to bring you a special bulletin abotu how evil Drew is.

Drew: http://www.ynetnews.com/articles/0,7340,L-3052074,00.html
Me: You gotta love the things they say about us.
Drew: Hehe.
Me: Yeah, I ran across several similar articles the other night while I was working on Kyriel. And then there was the fringe group who were so sure that Pokémon was tool of the devil to turn your eyes from God, as opposed to a brilliant money-making scheme by the Japanese. Fun times.
Drew: Satanzard, I choose you!
Me: You get a biscuit. And props from my brother.
Drew: Sweet.
Me: Damn straight it is. I don't think I've ever gotten "props" from anyone, much less my brother. And those biscuits are pretty damn tasty.
Drew: I agree. Mm, biscuits.
Drew: Tastes like mother cooking.
Drew: (No typo.)
Me: Drew, you are quite possibly the most horrible person I continue to talk to. What's the quote that Dan uses as an away message sometimes?
Me: "I like it when girls laugh when I hit them" or some such. that should go on my blog. "And now, a break from me talking about how great Drew is to bring you a late-breaking report about how evil he actually is."
Drew: Rofl.
Drew: Sure thing!
Drew: And yes, that's the line.
Me: Was I there for that? Because I've been trying to put it in context and failing miserably.
Drew: I said it to you!
Drew: During our magical game of Magic.
Me: Oh yes!
Me: DAMN IT, why does DAN get that for his away message?
Me: I want it! It's mine!
Drew: You can have it, too.
Drew: There's plenty of my brain to go around.
Me: I'm bad at sharing. Especially for a communist.
Drew: Lol.


In the past, we've also made jokes about Nazi pornography and many other completely insensitive things. Drew is actually an evil, evil man. I really would hate him if he weren't so charming with his evilness.