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

Dildo watch, day two. Still no sign of intelligent life.

Le sigh. He was absent again today. And Lest, I was bored out of my mind. Of course, it wasn't all day. I went in at 10:20. I skipped the last ten minutes of class though... went down to the gym. It's the time of the semester for Volleyball and I jumped in a few games. Totally kicked ass. Then lunch.... saw bitch tits again... and like, it was just a fun lunch. A lot of laughter. Kelly wasn't in school either. Hmph. I felt bad because she was really upset yesterday and I couldn't do anything about it. Last block was boring. I just sat there layering glaze for an hour and a half and not doing anything. It was kind of fun though, funny at least like lunch.

I had to stay after school to present. That was easy and short and omnomnom. I just... enjoyed it. A lot. =.3

My mother picked me up after school and we went to a diner to get some food. I ordered "oriental vegetables on rice" and french fries. What I got was a pile of soppy rice covered in mushroom juice and a pile of canned vegetables mixed together completely unseasoned. It was disgusting. It reeked of mushrooms and it was covered in them and just... riddled. I was thoroughly sickened by the sight, smell, and taste. the french fries were god though, so I didn't leave empty stummied. However, my mother only left a $2.00 tip because she loves me today and decided to be mean to the waitress.

My mother also got a tattoo. Or, at least the linework. I'm not sure when she's getting it rendered. It's a snake that goes from her belly button and swivels down until is rests on her thigh. It's right next to her puss. I think she took her time and made it as slutty as she could... I'm like, Mother. You are not 17. Stop it. But, it's done now... like, she did it. No going back now. the tongue is like, licking her belly ring. I asked her who was even going to see it and she laughed at me like I was clueless. I gagged.

 Friday night, I want to take my mom to see a movie for her birthday. Her birthday is on saturday, but Nicky and I will be out of town that day. If we get back early enough and if she's not out partying like a mofo, we might o out to dinner or have cake or something. I kind of want to go to the bookstore this weekend too, and see if they have anything that looks good.

I haven't talked to Alex in a few days, I should call him. I wonder what hes up to.

I mentioned that Nicky hid all my undies yesterday... he still hasn't returned them. I am still 'mando.

Le sigh.

I like the freedom but I loathe the feeling of zipper seams on dick. It's just like RT%BY^U$%Muy5vr.
Yeah.
Like that.

I think I'll call Alex now. So stay classy, blogger. ;3

-Peter

FLASH! OH OH! SAVIOR OF THE UNIVERSE!

Today was icks. Mostly. It was good in the morning... Nicky woke me up, but I made a cocoon out of blankets and refused... but he stole my undies right off of me... and then all my others... so I'm 'mando today. I should take all of Nicky's before he gets home... hmph. Then... in the car... he made me not want to go to school even more. It wasn't fair. Absolutely no fairness at all. I never make him go to work. Well, like, twice last year I had to pry him off of me to go to work.. but yeah.

Then, Dildo wasn't in school. I was so bored and lonely. Gah. I was like... oh my godddd... time go faster... then, Kelly like... wouldn't talk. I don't know why she was upset. I kept like, trying to cheer her up and I bought her a juice box. She was still sad though. =.\ Then, Antoinette was like, a bitch to me because Dildo wasn't there. I was like, back the fuck back ho.

So, not much happened today so far. Nicky's home now, so that's good. ^.~ Stay, classy now.

-Peterr

Ignorable.

Upset again. It's lovely.

Peter's always upset about something, huh?

Doesn't even matter anymore. He has no real feelings. Say whatever you want to him, about him. Accuse him of anything. Assume whatever you want about him. It doesn't fucking matter. He'll be fine. He's always fine. He's just overdramatic. He asks for it.

Let's start a problem with him and then play the victim when he speaks up. It's all in good fun.
It's a game.

He'll be fine.
He won't be upset.
Nothing upsets him.
He's nothing.

Doesn't even matter if he gets upset anyway. He'll get over it. He always does, doesn't he? He's always fine the next day. Ready to accept all apologies and act like nothing happened. Like a motherfucking puppy.

He's a real trick.