squidpants

so i bought these cheez-its today at the vending machine, but they taste like vietnamese food. kind of sucks. i was listening to the radio this morning, and they had triumph the insult comic dog on, that was pretty funny. for me to poop on!!! ahahaaha. bet you didn't see that coming. actually it was cool, but the dj guy on that station is weird. whenever somebody calls in and says bye, he always says exactly what they say. so if the person hangs up and says "talk to you later" he says "talk to you later," or if they say "love your show" he says "love your show" back, like when you are having an awkward conversation on the street and the when you are leaving, the person says "see you later" you automatically say the same thing back. but i dunno, it's odd. he's a dj, and and it doesn't seem like it's on purpose. or maybe all these people actually have their own radio shows and they just call each other to make their shows more interesting. "what do you do?" "oh, i get paid to call radio shows and say interesting stuff." "oh." and then i got avril lavigne stuck in my head, because i think she's awesome and punk and i was playing her cd and i have her poster over my bed. no actually that was the last song on the radio when i left. (and i was listening to that station because if i listen to stuff i like, you know, like the smooth jazz station, i will never get out of bed). i hate that, the last song i hear is always the one that gets stuck. why can't it be the best one. or at least the one that will annoy the most people when i sing it, like i am doing now. ho ho ho