A/N: Great CSI:NY episode yeaterday. Man gets killed by a meathook, frozen in a meat freezer, arms taped up, stored in the back of a truck with potted roses, and dumped in a tiger cage and eaten happily ever after. I told you I was twisted.
Day Thirty-Four: 6:40 PM. Location: Watching TV as Julia makes dinner. It smells like shit.
For Julia's lack of cooking skill, she makes up with SM flicks. Great SM flicks. The types of SM flicks you just pause in the middle to just stare at the dominatrix on the screen. Anyways, I think she's making some sort of Chocobo steak thingy with some sort of puke-colored sauce with large round chunks the size of Elena's ego.
Speaking of Elena… after she rudely woke me up in the hospital, I later learned that Jennie got an abortion.
I mean like what the eff, I wanted a mini-me! She can't just go have the fetus vacuumed away and used as fertilizer for some rich CEO's potted plants! I mean, a guy goes through a stage of like when they have an urge to procreate! Fornicate, most likely.
So, Jennie moved to Costa del Sol with her bodybuilder boyfriend. He's so pumped on steroids I bet his balls are smaller than grapes.
Reno's Hate List:
Tifa: Stupid bitch just used me and left me, but then she got rejected yet again. Score.
Eve: Evil whore sees nothing in me! Isn't red hair just downright sexy? Aren't nightstick-wielding red-haired men just ethereal? She doesn't think so. She should rot in a dumpster.
Jennie: Stupid whore killed my baby. She deserved to die. I'm going to go get a lawyer.
Cloud: I don't remember why I hate him, but I just go! AARRGH!
Grandma: You HAD to stay with me, you HAD to absorb the nail polish, and you HAD to bring that cat. Wait… where is that cat?