i almost shit frisbees when i saw my insurance statement. turns out they tried to file my therapy under another patient - the desk must've screwed up. that could've been worse.

i can't stop watching south park. i turn it on every moment im chillin on the couch. i wonder what the next obsession will be when i'm done with this.

the nails are long and good, but stuff gets under them.

i can't get laid anymore. gay pride sunday. woo.