x. sunday nite; karaoke at red box until 1am.
x. after that, i drove cyrus home, and was blind enough to drive over one of those road dividers ("islands"), possibly caused some damage to underneath my car, and scared my 3 passengers and myself speechless.
x. things aren't well in my head tonite. it feels tired, stressed, emotionally drained and im feeling really bloated from over-eating at brunchner. (breakkie + lunch + dinner)
x. stan's here. he says "hi to sherlene's readers". he's sitting next me atm, dunno what he's yapping on about. ok, now he's speechless. im gonna end this. he's weird. yea.