Guhh...gurgle...gurgle...drool
Day Thirty-One
Not much happened this day. Boring as usual. School and all.
Day Thirty-Two
Gee aren't I the greatest. I have a midterm tomorrow morning and yet, look what I'm doing right now. All for you (the 2.4 people who actually read this). Hmmm, what can my pan-fried brain remember about today. Oh yes, that this bet needs to end. NOW. Must turn up the temptation. Oh no comment there. Must get someone to crack. Before I lose my sanity (what's that smirk for? I am normal).
The bet...tis not that bad lately, haven't really had the urge to mention dirty things like I used to. Hope am not losing the touch. Would be pity. This brain can really crank out some scary shit. Ask the others, they understand. In physics class, the prof mentioned that he seems to say a certain word a lot. Before you chuckle to yourself about said word (which I definitely did think of), the word I thought he would think was not the word he thought of. Must mention prof looks like The Rock (that wrestler man). And I must say that he does not smell what the prof is beasting. I imagine sometimes that he'll do some wrestling pose, or take the long black board eraser and use it as a mike. Oh no comment there.
Mentioned how I hate the mixture of juices in a fruit cup. Almost got Mrs. C to crack. Aww boo. Mrs. C also spilled some white salad dressing on her shirt, giving her a rather nasty stain. Wow, no comment there. Her and N. Viddy were eating Poop's melons (it was her fruit cup). Sorry, I don't eat other people's melons. I'd rather buy my own. Err, no comment. Must get back to studying...now back to your regularly scheduled programming.
Day Thirty-Three
Why oh why. This stuff is really affecting my daily life. Maybe it should be a psychological disorder. Physics prof said a word that made someone in my class laugh out loud. Very amusing, but make me extra cautious. Do not want to laugh out loud when prof says "beast". Do not like word "beast". Cannot comment why.
Bio prof mentioned Rocky Mountain Bighorn Sheep. Oh my, no comment. Nooo comment. Also mentioned that crickets have their own cracks. They hide in them from predators, and if another cricket wants to hide in the same crack, the cricket will kick the other cricket out of the crack. Err, yeah. If I was a cricket I'd let another cricket in my crack. There should be enough space for the both of us. Ummm, I think I'll stop talking about my supposed crack.
Dinner with Poops, N. Viddy, and Mrs. C was interesting. My hamburger was unusually thick. I thought it was the bread, but Mrs. C thought it was the meat. No comment. Mrs. C also made an interesting gesture during dinner, which was a "doorknob turning" sort of gesture. I raise my eyebrows at that, but as usual, cannot comment. New Survivor on tv today (yes, they, along with this bet, have it in for me to fail school miserably and utterly). Have no comments on the contestants. Really. Do not have enough webspace to comment on them.
Day Thirty-Four
Interesting day. Have come to realization that people in the science field are perverts. I mean, come on, Rocky Mountain Bighorn Sheep? Blue Footed Boobies, The Great(not sure about this word) Tit (I found it in my bio text book and can't remember the exact name. I do know "tit" is in it though. I wouldn't forget something like that. What is up with these names. Must stamp bio book with big no comment.
Watching cartoon now...girl in cartoon mentioning clarinet her only date in high school. Innocent comment to normal people...but am I normal...um not really. Think band camp.
Not very eventful day, can't remember anything else so no more. It's really all a blur now...damn bet. Eye cunnut dink anymure.
Day Thirty-Five
Whyyeee. I sigh. Was nice, warm day. Many students playing with their balls, using their sticks, or just used their hands...like basketball. Umm, yeah. Walked from house to house (went house shopping), legs feeling achy, throat dry. Needed to lubricate the throat. Between seeing houses was able to get drink of water.
On way back from house shopping, Poops mentioned that she wanted to jump through the ring that stands in front of one of our buildings. Mrs. C motioned to run up to it but didn't. Told her wouldn't be good if she got stuck. We'd have to get butter, better yet, margarine...we students after all...to lubricate her stuck body so she could slip out. Almost got her with that. The whole getting her out of a hole she jumped into thing. Damnits.
Was very tiring come dinner time. Went to East Side Mario's for dinner. Between the four of us we ate 3 loafs of free bread. Mrs. C made some rather dirtiesque motions with the bread (it was in a bag). Damn no comment. Dropped camera case. Poops bent over to see where it was. Not pretty picture...Poops bent under the table...right beside Mrs. C. No comment. I stop. I tired.
Day Thirty-Six
Apologise that this entry is late. Have been feeling uninspired and not in mood to write about day. Has been rather blah. Did work, not much dirtiness in that.
Played little prank on floormates with friends. Put gay porn on guy's computer but did not have time to put it on his wallpaper. Aww shucks...but cannot comment on it really.
Day Thirty-Seven
Again apologise for late entry. Not much dirtiness today either. At least me thinks. Definitely should start bringing notepad around with me during day, otherwise everything deliciously dirty becomes a blur. Do not think walking around writing on notepad will be good for how people percieve me. Well, most think I'm nuts anyways.
The Neighbours have been loud and annoying today. What is new. Yes, bringing up the neighbours....did you miss them? Have new nickname for them...we call them "The Twins"...cannot really say why. Brings to mind the movie The House of Yes...and no comment on that. Must get ball to bang on the wall that we share. Hmm...sounds like they've got a harder object tonight.
Must mention something that happened a previous day. Physics prof was trying to draw an eye to show point of view but instead drew a semi circle like a smile with a dot on top...did not look like eye, but instead something that I cannot mention. Prof quickly erased it as class started to giggle like little school girls. Tee hee.
Day Thirty-Eight
And the dirtiness just slips away...
It has been a rather unfruitful day for dirtiness. Not much of it. No dirtiness in class (surprisingly) and had to just do work today. This whole being normal is starting to become normal. Although maybe the whole revenge thing has kind of fed my dirty mind without actually making dirty conversation.
Really want to see Men With Brooms...the movie, naturally. Looks like it'll be good. Nice Canadian movie. Hopefully. Canadian movies mostly twisted too. Content and ideas...I mean Crash? Exotica? It's in our heritage to be dirty I figure. And this bet is seriously denying me my Canadian heritage (I told you my mind was gone).
Day Thirty-Nine
Mua ha ha. I feel somewhat revitalized. Mrs. C has broken down, has cracked, the fat lady has sung for her, and the chicken has been choked...wait, that last one is not sounding right. Ahh well, tis early tommorrow so the brain is mush.
Yes, tis true, Mrs. C has LOST the bet. Tis good and tis bad. She can comment, and I cannot. That is excruciating. One down, two more to go. I know Poops is itching to lose any moment now, tee hee. It's N. Viddy that's the tough call. She usually reacts to dirty comments, but does not initiate them. Hmm. We'll see.
In physics class we started discussing simple harmonic motion. With this, comes oscillating up and down movement. Hearing your profs and your lab T.A's say "up and down and up and down" over and over again...it's really a slap in the face. But they don't know about the bet of course. Heard the oddest sound bites from the physics prof today...some popping sounds while showing a formula, some up and down sounds like "boing, boing" ...want me to die of frustration or something??
Day Forty
Aigghh. Forty. This feels like an ordeal of biblical proportions. Well I do exaggerate, but eh. Poops wants to lose...I know she does...but how to get her to finally do it. Must plan (although I have no time haha).
And lookie lookie...the "beast" came back today. Caught me by surprise...felt like saying "ehh..." but that wouldn't be good, considering the class doesn't know what I'm talking about. It wouldn't be the first time people have not understood me anyways.
Showed N. Viddy my Horatio Hornblower miniseries...with my Ioan...cannot comment on name. On Friends today they mentioned a "bagel toss game"...man oh man...cannot mention anything extra. Tis hard. Oigh. A couple of days ago some guy was selling basketball tickets and was advertising with a megaphone. He said something about it being men's basketball and then "men vs...other men" or something to that extent. Which I found rather funny...and then it brought up imagery that cannot be mentioned. Argh. No more.
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