Kinda fucked up, and random crap

So yeah. My quote for today is a little warped. Warped or not, it's definitely the most memorable of the day....

"Rape gets such a bad name. I have to admit that if I was raped, a little tiny part of me would feel flattered."

I'm not even going to go into details, but needless to say, this is a pretty fucked up statement.

On a lighter note, Red Lobster was freakin' awesome. I've never had shrimp scampi before. Holy crap that shit's good. We stuffed ourselves so full of shrimp- I think I'm good for a couple months. After you eat an incredibly large meal, the last thing you usually want to do is go clothes shopping, but I was right there by Old Navy so I stopped in because now that winter is approaching, it dawned on me that I have only one pair of jeans. I don't know what happened to the rest, but one will just not suffice, so despite my even more exaggerated protruding tummy, I decided to look around and actually bought a couple pairs. It's so hard to find jeans that fit me because I'm so short, but they apparently started coming out with short sizes- kinda like Express. Then I got home and found out about my car. Thank you God because my car is not completely wrecked. A rod is still kinda messed up, but it didn't break from the engine block (or something like that), so it's still completely drivable and may even last for a year or two or three more. Yay! I love my car- I couldn't even bear the thought of not driving her anymore! Oh, and dinner was great too because the Red Lobster in Crestwood is CRAWLING with hot ass guys. Not that I care all that much, but it's nice to be waited on my a stud every once in a while. Too bad hot little Darren was only 20... Well, enough procrastinating. Back to this damn paper. :(