I started going to this popular gym down the road.. I have nothing to complain about it; the facilities are nice, the pool is clean, and the staff is wonderfully generous. However, like many things, it is not perfect. Whenever I finish my routine, I go down to the locker room and soak in the Jacuzzi, where you're SUPPOSED to wear swim shorts, but instead you have a bunch of horny, fat, old naked guys make love to the jets. The worst part: they have really, REALLY, REALLY tiny junk. It's not like I'm looking either, they practically shove it in your face!....so yeah. Locker rooms SSSSSSSSSUCK.

It be a long-ass time since I upload du shitz, but as if anyone's been reading these though X3333

I think I have more, but cannot be certain. It looks kinda crappy mang, and I might need to revise it.
Also, I'm writing a furry 1984 book. Sorta..... It'll be like it.

It's cold here.

It's not supposed to be cold here.

Oh, and I found a bunch of conch shells. [:

My mom was crying next to it's corpse.

Some lady saw my mom crying next to the cat and came by with a card and an "I'm sorry" card.

That lady was nice.

I can't go anywhere.

EDIT: Multiple people (and by that I mean one person) wants to stab me in the throat violently. I am flattered at my adversary's passion in regards to my torture and evident downfall.

I went to see Dark Skies last night with my friends. It was a good movie. Go watch it. Like, the first half of it made me think of Slender Man. I kinda wish it was, but I still thought it was great.

I liked the way they ended it, but my friends didn't, so I just agreed with them when they complained about it.

Also, the people behind us probably lost it half-way though the movie. I kept getting tickled by my friend Vix and she nipped at my arm. I also kept making rape jokes. Hue. Huehue.