2002-08-19 - 6:25 p.m.
As some people may know God enjoys mocking me. My only qualm with this is that its enough to have Him doing it. There is no need for the rest of the world to mock me as well.
My mother called and woke me up at 7am this morning. This royally pissed me off but of course since we have been fighting lately neither of us really had anything to say. I mean really, whats the point. Once I got off the phone with her I went back to sleep until about 1 in the afternoon. At this point I felt like I had wasted so much of my day as I do with my life on a regular basis.
I took this IQ test today that claimed I had an IQ of 130. If this is true I am smarter than more than half the total population. Which would explain my mediocrity and failing grades. Aparently I must be terribly bored with school. Which is probably true. My boredum can be measured by how many majors I have had in the past 3 years. I believe I am on my fourth.
Which now brings me to the question of what is my true purpose in life? Is my purpose to bring laughter and enjoyemnt to the lives of others at my own expense.
Does anyone suddenly have a craving for pancakes?
So anyway because I was extremely lazy today I felt that soul searching would maybe make up for it.
Enough about my soul searching. I was at Greetings the other day with the Ex-Husband. We were giving a go at our friendship. (Ever notice the "end" in friendship?) Anyway I saw this card that made notice of how there are a number of things we just cant resist doing sometimes. Such as looking in a room when the door opens. Touching a plate after the waiter tells you its hot. Or even feeling down right funky good inside when someone tells you youre bootylicious.
Lets talk about bootylicious for a minute shall we? What the hell is bootylicious? Normally if someone called me something with booty I would feel dirty and bad, but this bootylicious is somehow different. To all my bootylicious hoes out there, Do the damn thing.
