Goddamn Hippies and Their Sprouts

Last night I bought a juicer. Some of the cheapest ones are $100 but I looked for used ones on Amazon and found that there are stores out there selling old models brand new for cheap! So cool. I got one for just $51 with shipping and taxes included. I'm going to feed it sweet potatoes and make chips with the skins and feed it kale and apples and carrots and sprouts and all those hippie shit veggies that I don't feel like eating so I'm going to chuck the solid part and drink all the nutrients. The juicer was made for lazy assholes like me who want to be healthy but don't want to eat the right things for it haha. I should probably start documenting how I feel each day to see if it makes a visible difference.

Today I woke up and I was freezing cold. I should've used my space heater last night but, silly me, I figured when my parents hit the sack they'd turn it on. I guess you don't need heat so bad when the next day is your day off and you'll be in bed all day anyways. I walked upstairs to go to bed while they were watching futurama and drinking "hot totties" in the livingroom. I felt like yelling "You crazy kids keep it down! Some people have work tomorrow!" This is backwards. Now I know better though.

I had to scrape the frost off my window and nearly hit some guy and his dog because I couldn't see through half the windshield, but I was going like 5 mph and looking around very alert-like, so I didn't. The dog would've been a tragedy but the guy is one of those assholes who stares at me when I drive to my house so screw him. Got to work on time blah blah blah. So now I'm here and its a pretty decent day and I was just bitching at one of the guys about something that I'm about to write about.