do you want to come over and kill some time?

i have nothing but dirty socks everywhere i look. my teeth want to jump out of my head. my car has decided that overheating in december is the thing to do. most of my thoughts have been revolving on how the indian curse is going to end up keeping me in lancaster. i have at least three official address as i sit here, maybe four, im not a hundered percent sure. i would give anything except for money for this pain in my mouth to go away. maybe there will be an earthquake today. maybe the sky will collapse.