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hey losers. its your old pal steve. not an incredible lot to say today

but my mom totally rules.
Ill thank her again, but i gotta spread the word on how rock n roll she actually is.
remember when i made mention of really awesome lollypops i could only get from homeless people?
well, she found them. A whole case of them. Easily a hundred. Now i never have to give another homeless person the dignity of being recognized as a human being. ever.
and thats why my mom rules.

and some other junk.


I was witness to a really awesome domestic scene tonight at dinner. I was at some local greasy spoon, and as im eating, this fat woman shouts "STEVE! get back here!"
i perk up, as her husband, apparently also steve, storms past. She yells at him to pay, and he shouts back, "Im going to the front!"
she yells "you have to pay!"
he shouts "Im GOING to the front!"
she shrieks "You need to pay!"
he says "I'm going to go pay! at the FRONT!"

I love it when i get to see people fight like that.
although it was a bit scary, like looking into a window to the future.
a very fat window.

Im almost out of stuff to say. Im still sick, and still madly in love with nyquil. Knowing me, ill probably still be taking it months after im actually no longer the least bit ill.
no, thats sad.
I'll lick doorknobs in public restrooms to GET sick.
Genius.

I get more and more excited/worried about my upcoming 50th post. Its by no means a milestone, although its impressive ive stuck this out for longer than i have most relationships. and by impressive, i mean sad.
and by sad, i mean "WHY WONT YOU ANSWER MY PHONE CALL?"
To commemorate this great crowning achievement, I have commisioned my one and only roomate, the great daren carter to appear as a guest host. He will tell a story so horrifying, so tittilating, that it'll turn your hair red. Be advised. and, if you're my mom, you probably won't want to read.
Stay tuned

steve

Night
Steve