The Girl(s) Next Door

First off, let me start by saying the girls next door are very beautiful. And I am pretty sure that each and every one of them has a boyfriend or a sort. Not that thats a bad thing. I believe that no one should be alone. Its just that they should be with me. Not because I'm popular, good looking, rich, etc...because I'm not. They should be with me because it would be a great confidence booster. For me, not them. It probably would only make them feel good about themselves for doing something nice to...I mean for someone else.

So my 3rd roomate finally got here, but he is only staying for a few days. But for those few days, we can make all the "so a black guy, a mexican, and a white guy" jokes we want. Cause we are a black guy, a mexican, and a white guy. So we can do that. Which we do. But they aren't very funny. So no one else will ever hear them. Till we see them, then the jokes will probably be repeated.

Computer programs are not fun to write. It takes a real nerd to be able to sit down and write hundreds of lines of code to make this shit work. And me taking a computer programming class has proved to me that I am not as big of a nerd as Conrad. He takes the cake. (And help me on this, red is not a flavor of coolade is it? Huh, is it, huh? Didn't think so.)

So I think the whole food situation has finally peaked. I am no longer spending a hundred dollar every week on food. Its so nice. Although I don't know how much longer I can live off ramen. Its good and cheap and all, but I'm startin' to get hungry.* It would be a good diet. Maybe I should patent this idea and make millions so I can eat. Waves hand in a jedi fashion. I have said nothing about ramen being cheap and making you loose weight. Oooh, look, its a girl next door. Pretty.

Da don da da don da da don da da. Don don don da da da don da da. (Star Wars theme) Natalie Portman is one hot mama. Yes she is. Yes she is. Thats all there really is to say about that. Oh, and I want to do her...a favor. Anything she asks. I would drag my body through a mile of broken glass just to smell the tires on the truck that took her laundry to the cleaners. If I said she had beautiful feet, do you think she would let me lick them? Probably not. She would probably have me arrested and slap my happy ass with a restraining order.

So there are fireflies here. We never had them back home. They are pretty cool. I think I'm gonna go catch some. Until next time, keep the women hot and the lotion handy, cause you never know when your gonna have dry skin. (You and your dirty mind.) Laters.

*But at 10 cents each, I can't complain much.