Sleep is for cunts

Another night was spent not sleeping. My roommate is gone and I'm stuck with his cat who's like this schizo speed freak who eats and shits constantly and chews up aluminum foil and plastic bags and who jumps on shit and claws your face with razor-like precision. And, by the way, all he does is make fur. That's his job. He makes hair all day. 

When I don't sleep I pillage YouTube. I get in there, deep. I've seen almost everything. I think there are about six or seven videos that I haven't seen yet, and when I get to the end of the YouTube, I fear that I'll be greeted with a giant abyssal cavity where content just stops and the atmospheric conditions resemble those of Jupiter. It's a place where assholes and racists can't comment anymore on videos so they tumble endlessly in a see of blackness - forever. 

I also broke a guitar string and made some salsa and cheese dip in the microwave, but when I microwaved the salsa I realized that warm salsa tastes like shit and the spiciness level is twofold. Yeah, that shit is doubled. 

I also cleaned my kitchen a bit and made some pancakes. I watched some Fresh Prince (courtesy of Alex ) and smoked a couple of cigarettes. I also did NOT do laundry and realized I'll have to 'recycle' for a third day now. Guys, don't front, you know what I'm talking about. 

Shit. This is bad. I have a test in a few hours and I didn't study. I know some shit, but not enough, you know what I mean? 

I also checked out this new blog that some acquaintances of mine have dedicated to reviewing beers. It's pretty decent and if you like beer as much as you claim then you should help hit these motherfuckers up. 

Send me money, please. 

Thanks,

Alan