internet, and I'll get to that later. So it's been a pretty stressful
day. I woke up with a hang over, which lasted only an hour cause I
made me the greatest hang over breakfast ever, I had a sore neck from
my retardedly hard pillows, and some other stuff went down. So all day
I'm trying to kinda collect myself. So I pop in a porn n just go to
town. I wake up like 20 minutes later with an overwhelming feeling to
eat pizza. Problem is, I'm lazy n I dont want to drive nor call cause
the phone is one minute of me frailing about like a beached whale on
my couch. Then like an angel decending from heaven, a pizza hut
commercial appears like a message from God himself. "Now order from
your computer or text message from you mobile phone!!!!!" then bam it
showed an iPhone. I look to my left...I have an iPhone. This is fate.
I text "Meat Lovers Pizza Medium with order of Wings"... about 1 hour
later I get a call from my Aunt Patty saying "It's going to take me 6
hours to bring you pizza since I'm up in Sacramento" I mistakingly put
Pizza Hut in my contacts and dialed her instead. So I just open the
laptop and order online. About 20 minutes go by and my pizza is here.
God, it was delicious. Then the spa...I'm in it right now as I write
this. All I need is two smoking hot chicks to cool me down with a palm
leaf and feed me grapes. That would make it perfect. And maybe a happy
ending, but I'm getting carried away. Anygay, pretty tame night.
-Ricky
Sent from my iPhone
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