So I was reading an article today (I know, you're all amazed I can read. Fuck you.) about the average age people are getting married at these days. For women it's 25-26, for men 28. This gives me relatively 5 1/2 years to find, get to know and fall in love with someone. Umm....FUCK! 5 1/2 years? With the way my past relationships have gone, I don't think it's smart for me making that sort of decision without knowing this lucky lady for atleast 250 years. In 250 years, I'm pretty sure every little crazy thing about her will be revealed and I can start looking for the next one. Fail.
Just wanted to mention quick that while writing this, the movie One Missed Call is on and I briefly keep glancing up at it. Some of the dumbest shit I've ever seen. Maybe they should've put some more sex in it? Or maybe more shit blowing up or being lit on fire. Or maybe they shouldn't have made it at all. Yeah, I'm gonna go with that one.
Dammit, my power just went out.
My Dolphins play tomorrow, everyone better cheer for them. 8-)
I can't even post this now cause my damn power is out. I'm gonna go eat some dead babies. I'll make another post tomorrow night...assuming my power stays on.
Peace out.
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