memories

*sigh* my dad has been moping around the house for a while now... i think he's depressed that olivia has gone. well, im quite sad too, but i guess a father-daughter relationship is stronger than a brother-sister one. anyways, this means that i have been quite independent lately, because he spends his entire day napping. and the entire evening napping. seriously he naps so much that i prod him every once in a while just to make sure he's not dead. D: HOWEVER i think i took his mind off things today, being the awesome son i am.

made my OWN HAMBURGERS for lunch today. hells yeah ima pro. but as it turned out i didn't cook the patty properly... (retract that 'ima pro' bit) and it gave both me and my dad a serious bout of diarrhea LOL
went something like this:

(after finishing lunch)
dad: holy moly i have a stomachache... it kills! *runs to toilet*
me: WTF me too D: oh man my dad is in the toilet.
-proceed the most painful 10 minutes of my life-
dad: much better :)
me: you took your time *runs in* ahhhhhhhhhh jizzjizz thatsabetter
dad: oshit i need to go again
me: haha suckers

this went on for quite a while :( NTS: cook hamburger patties properly

its kinda weird, but i think this is like the first father-son moment we've had in MONTHS. :D

during my procrastination today, found this:

http://baboonians.blogspot.com/2010/04/hunting-isfun.html

LET THE GOOD TIMES ROLL AGAIN - with permission from crystal, of course :/

-Rkim