I was in a good mood all day until I got home.
I don't know why I just got in a shitty cranky ass mood.
Probably my period, or I was coming down from my Monster high.
I'm seriously addicted to Monster.

I checked my bank statement to see how much money I have left.
...some how I have more money today than I did yesterday.
Not really sure how that worked.
I checked all my transactions and everything is accounted for....except the extra money.
Huh, weird.
Oh well I'm not unhappy about it.
Just hoping it doesn't magically disappear.

My beer tastes weird.
Which is the reason for the title.

Jackson can stand up by himself.
No holding onto tables, couches, chairs, humans or any other various object.
He can take two steps forward, a few steps to the side and he can also pivot 360 degrees, lol.
It's hilarious and so CUTE.

My armpits stink :/
I seem to have that problem.
Yuck.
I need to go back to clinical strength deodorant.
Lawl.

I'm watching "The River" some show on tv.
It's ....weird.
Thought it'd be good...not so much.
No bueno.

I want to keep writing just because I'm so fucking brored.
But I really think I've ran out of things to ramble about... snoochie boochies.

Adios.