Tweets, from pee clinic & beyond

Urgent. Will die without reading.

• 14:37 was called in to meet the manager. PLZ LET THIS MEAN I WILL HAVE A JOB. #
• 14:53 Chooch just made a puppet squeeze my boob. #
• 17:31 twitpic.com/aw9g – Trying on jackets. #
• 18:24 Chooch stunk up all of Famous Footwear with his rancid feet. Its a stench that no one could grow used to. #
• 22:29 I light candles and Henry follows behind me, moving away flammable objects. #
• 11:12 It used to be that the only thing on my agenda was spending my moms money, liberally. I miss those days. #
• 15:59 Sitting in a room with a bunch of unsavories, waiting for drug test #
• 16:10 Turns out I’ve been lounging atop some kind of melted yellow confection #
• 16:20 Ill be able to just wring my underwear out into their hands, if they’d like to make me wait any longer for my scheduled cup pissing. #
• 16:31 Some man just fisted at least 10 jolly rangers from the jar at the counter. Greedy prick wants to use the phone now too. #
• 16:33 Its a good I don’t do drugs, only sell drugs. #
• 16:35 A good THING, that is. Too many kilos on my mind, I guess. #
• 18:23 I’m hoping someday I get to check YES for “have u ever been convicted of any crimes?” question on applications. #
• 18:25 Driving to dinner. Me, upon seeing a man walking down the street: “that guy was AWESOME. What was he?” Henry: “Homeless.” #
• 18:53 Cannot blog when Henry and Chooch are around or I start making up words. Then I look like more of an idiot than usual. #
• 20:36 Just had a surprise visit from blake and robbie and their posse. Now I have unrealistic crush on some scene boy in said posse. . #
• 05:53 I’m looking forward to a new season of the Colie Bun. Long live MTV’s Challenges. #

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