Daily Story 170 - Delayed Reaction

So yesterday morning I took my shirt off to keep it from getting wet as I washed my hair in the sink (I don't like the dorm showers at the moment due to being a neurotic crazy person) and left it off as I worked on other things. I took the towel off from my hair after a while and kept working, and then about half an hour after I'd washed my hair, I looked down and wondered when I'd taken my shirt off, as I didn't recall being particularly sweaty that morning.

About forty-five minutes later, after I'd put on a different shirt and headed out to class, I was thinking about the shirt I was wearing and remembered that I'd taken my shirt off because I'd washed my hair in the sink.

My brain does stupid things sometimes.

Daily Story 169 - Yarrrrrrrrrrr

I be a pirate. Yargh.

Daily Story 168 - The Count of Your Face

Ha ha I just made a joke about your face. Laugh now.

I SAID LAUGH!

Daily Story 167 - This Counts as a Real Story

I am about to graduate from college. I have a 20-30 page paper due in 19 or so hours (this story is late by 3 days or so as I wrote it on the 27th). I'm not exactly good at writing right now. PLEASE FORGIVE ME I AM SORRY I HAVE A LIFE.

Daily Story 166 - Writer's Block

I hate how


I hate it when I have a good idea for a story but I forget what it is by the time I get around to writing it down.



Something about thoughts occurring to me...
mental illness...

crap
what was it

lots of my stories involving sleep...
people sharing it

someone famous i respect linking to it...

gah

let's just wait and see if it occurs to me. If not, this will be the story for today, but if so, you probably won't read any of this. Or maybe you will. We'll see.


No I don't wear pants
slap those thighs

fire ants

Daily Story 165 - Conan's Beard

I can't grow a beard. I have a very limited amount of facial hair growth going on, and it consists of two small patches of semi-visible hair on the corners of my upper lip, as well as a solitary dark hair that grows on my chin and drives me so insane whenever I feel it growing in again that I can't concentrate on anything else until I get it pulled out. I would love to grow a full-on beard, but my facial hair just doesn't cooperate, most likely due to the fact that I am female and thus am hormonally challenged.

Conan, on the other hand, has a nice beard. It makes me jealous, but at the same time I am at peace, due to the fact that I can very easily live out my bearded fantasies through his beard. It's as though his beard knows of my plight and is living a fantastic life of bearditude for me.

Will Ferrell has no right to crush my hopes and dreams like that. Seriously. My life is hard enough as it is.

Daily Story 164 - Followup Letter

Dear Montana,

Remember when I wrote to you in February? Story 87? Yeah. I still stand by what I said back then.

If I ever find out how I can stab the ADD-like weather patterns out of you, I will.

All the best from your deeply disappointed bestest friend,

Junodog