2003-04-08 - 3:17 p.m.
In my experience, when a drunk person tells you they love someone, they mean it.
I was bitten on the face by a parrot this morning. Thats what you get for trying to kiss a parrot. I tried again though, and was successful. The ladies dig persistence it seems.
Last night I had a dream that william shatner was flying a jet, and I was sean connery and I was flying a hellicopter, and I killed him with missiles. Shatner had it coming.
I think I'll take a nap now.
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