bladder control and bowel movement

I am super tired. And yet, I am updating because..I don’t know why actually because I am a dork and addicted to the internet (I suppose)

I stole this from Gumphood. It’s link where they give you one word and you have 60 seconds to use that word.

Mine was PITCH:

His high pitch tone always annoyed me. It was lower right now, much more sexier. He sprayed his urine all over me and I didn’t know how to react. I wasn’t sure if it was an effigy of sorts, an declaration of undying love or lack of bladder control. Regardless, I peed myself to show him I cared as well that bastar

I don’t know where that fucking came from. I have never had the aforementioned experience however, I think I would’ve done the same thing if that were to happen.

I have finally have an idea for script. Can you believe it? I can’t believe it. I’m going to start writing asap before I forget it.

I’m sorry people I don’t know what to tell you right now. I had a pretty interesting weekend but I don’t want to bore you with the details I guess. Let’s just say I ate a whole bunch of dinners…and my stomach did not taking a liking of it and my B.M. were not solid anymore.

I went to two Thai places, Cheesecake Factory, Buca di Peppo’s and a baseball game. Needless to say, I really needed Pepto Bismol.

Happy (belated) birthday to Kerbang! (Dude turned 42….and he’s on diaryland? Should I be worried?)

P.S. I saw 28 Days Later. Dude, that movie was fucking rad and fucking scary. Yes, even scarier than THE RING (although, I didn’t think it was really that scary except maybe the way the girl killed people. I would’ve shot myself before she had her way with me. Why didn’t anyone else do that in the movie? No common sense I tell you)

Oh, and they’re showing alternate endings on the 25th.

P.P.S. I am going to vegas this weekend. I will miss you my babies.