I beg to Differ

i just wanted to put that as a title for once. hah.
 
wow, everytime i go to my dads, i have spaghetti. and it's the best effing sauce in the world! you put a stick in it, it will stand up. it's sooooo good. so many onions, garlic, peppers, meat, droolage....
 
ah. first night the noodles were overcooked, but i couldn't notice. second night was left overs, just as good as the first night. and last night was a fresh batch of sauce and noodles, a HUGE batch, at that, since patrick was over too. everyone had a headache, even me, but mine was tolerable for once.
 
actually, i can feel it coming back. see, thats why i sleep so much, to stop THAT stuff.
 
good day yesterday. drove to dads in the "red rocket", scared my mom a few times...hehehehe. i love that car. so fast.
uhoh, i'm already patrick. im going to go 140 in an 80, hit a dog, family of ducks, tree(s), and at last roll the thing over....
 
or not.
 
heh, romeo and juliet.... aww crap. guess what i remembered just now again. WHAH!
 
thats starting to get annoying. anyhoo... so... im incredibly bored, delaying starting another cd, since that means not using the computer, and then watching tv, and then gord bothering me about something. at least this way i look busy. oivay!
 
fine, i'm going...buggers.
 
!!!!!!!!!!EXCLAMATION!!!!!!!!!!!