Irony.

I'll get to that in a sec.

Unfortunate realization: that whole "yellow is mellow" thing leads to way too many unflushed toilets. I am not mellow.

Anyway, today, I was talking to this cute girl working at the laser tag place. I sold her my messenger bag (which pissed off my darling mother) for $5, two hugs, and a keychain. I refrained for asking for a kiss since I was going out with Devon. At this point, I already had one missed call. When I called devon back, she dumped me.

Ironic, no?