After Grilled Cheese Sammiches this is not something you want to see enclosed in glass with some guy shoving quarters into a machine to try and grab. The baby muppet toy sure... but the weird humanlike expressionless half animal child thing? No way. This will give me nightmares. Promise you... blechie. I wouldn't even get close to it.
I have a flippin possessed Chuckie doll (one of the many keepable peices of promo shwag that was too amusing to get rid of) sitting on my dresser. That doesn't freak me out at all... that toy there? Freakiest thing, ever.
I have heartburn like no bodies business tonite. I just can't seem to shake it either. I suppose its time to break down and eat me one of those tums psuedo candies and be over it. I am an idiot because I have been feeling annoyed for the last couple hours. Why? Because I don't want to admit its annoying me. And no I am not drunk... just lame and not wanting to eat the tums.
Weird neighbor lady got mad at me tonite because I wouldn't gossip with her about the other neighbors. Sorry lady, not into it. If you want to know someone's business... ask them, my days of dishing are over. Once L and D finally got booted out and foreclosed on, that was the end of me talking about people's business. That was the end of me really even caring because this way... what I don't know, means I don't have to be involved or made miserable by any of it. I don't have react I don't have to know and I can live my own life. Weird neighbor lady stormed up the stairs and slammed (yes... slammed her front door). And then for two hours I got to listen to her cat scream to be let in. She wouldn't even let the cat in the house. Weird. I am telling you weird.
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