Hmhmhmhmhm.

so, after I got off last night, Nicky and I laid down. Maybe 15 minutes later, 20 at most… and pokes me, turns on the light, and says “I’m hungry”. I told him to go get something. He said this, “I want Perkins.” So, we went to Perkins. At 4 am. That was entertaining.

As soon as we’re seated, another group is seated behind us. Three drunk college guys. Great. None of them attractive. One was okish, cute but like, nothing I’d look twice at. I couldn’t even enjoy my French Toast and tea because they were so rude too. Nicky kept laughing at them and he like, choked on his pancakes.

Then, on the ride home, we went the long way because it was cold out and the heat in car was nice… and we saw three little foxes run across the road. They weren’t together, I don’t think, but they were all within 50 feet of each other, so perhaps. After that we were just driving along and all of the sudden this big ass bear walked out in front of the car. Nicky was just like Fuck, man. I don’t know if he ever saw a bear. Probably.

Then we got home at like, 5:30. We slept until 8, then drove to the college. I handed in my papers and we toddled around town until like, noon. Then we drove home. Now we’re in my room. It’s nice in here today, it’s cool and the window is open revealing a blue sky and like, no clouds. I would like to go out for awhile, but I’m not sure what we could do. Nicky is a little sniffly today though. I hope he doesn’t get sick. He gets colds a lot, not bad ones just little ones.

I ate a grapefruit while we were out, but now I’m hungry again. Le sigh.

I also forgot my mother's birthday again. she's not even home though. Probably getting her tattoo rendered. >.> I was wondering why there was a cake-pie thing in the fridge. Oh wells. It looks gross anyway. I hate glazed fruits.

Speaking of her tattoo, I forgot to mention what she did. It's horrendous. Nicky was in the kitchen and I was in the other room, my mother walked into the kitchen in her soffes. Nicky said that the bottom of her tattoo was sticking out and he was looking at it because he didn't know what it was. Then, I walked into the room. Then, my mother lifted up the front of her shirt to show him the head. Then, she pulled up the leg of he shorts until Nicky had a clear view of not only her tattoo, but her panty-covered puss. Like, honestly. Why. does she have no shame. It's disgusting. I was furious, but it's all good now, I guess.

Yesterday, in school I found out that Dildo is the father of Kelly's baby. She was right, I did freak out. I have so many questions and neither of them will answer for me. It's bullshit. Whatever, I'll get them both on Monday.

Now Nicky has to go get stamps for... fuck only knows what... and I'm going with him.

-Stay classy, Peter