step into the night...

just so you know, the cruel, uneventful state of apathy releases me.
that is all in the way of profoundity this evening.
well, probably not, but for now, i'll stick with my blathering, and soon it will become your face.
or something.
In other news, today i saw the movie 'Grown Ups) with matthew, and found it to be ridiculously funny, and foolish, and i loved it.
so on tuesday night, my dear friend daniel pierced my ears for me, with a rather large and evil looking needle, and they're slightly uneven, but i like them haha.
my leg is numb, partially because of the cold, partially because im sitting on it, but i can feel that when i get up, i shan't be able to feel it, and it will all be very stressfull.
mreowr
so like, i cant think of anything to say, so im just going to talk .
my room is a complete tip, and has been for the past three days, so i should probably do something about that. i want to shoot the crickets outside my window, but i dont have a gun small enough, and even if i did, my aim is atrocious, which is unbelievably unfortunate.
also, i hate poh, and her kitchen, and i am thoroughly disgusted that they gave her a spot on my screen. it takes up time that could be used for something GOOD!
jesus poh.
i noticed that i say hurrah less and less these days, which is something that i frown upon. some would tell me to turn my froswn upside down, but i would probably just punch them.
so not my tinsel is falling off my walls too. good old christmas time, when everyone is feeling so happy they leave tinsel on the trees outside their houses, thinking that there are no crazy children in bridgewater who wil steal it.
that ony happens in mount barker, along with rape, murder and tax fraud. god bless mount barker.
little do people know that in bridgewater, your garden lights arent safe, nor are your solar powered christmas lights. not even your mail box. next time you invest in roll on lawn, think of that lovely garden statue you bought just last week, that you found beheaded at the top of your driveway. thats right, we did that.
and you, police. yeah you with the faces, and the badges. are you looking for the criminal that skillfully broke the windows of the public toilets? LOOK NO FURTHER!
actually no, i take that back, look a whole lot further, and forget this house, and its occupants, for we had nothing to do with it.
my jacket is heating up in front of the heater (suprise surprise garry!) and its sort of burning my back. hurray for salmon coloured skin. how individual of me.
so like, its dinner time,
but join me tomorrow, for more wit, and mayhap a little pain!!!!