I think I know what Jason feels like when I score chicks and he doesn't.

I think it feels a little like when Jason gets comments and I don't. Tonight I wrote 2 comments to myself, and then I broke down crying. I'm alright now, I guess. I'm listening to some depressing music at the moment, and all I can think of is my burning jealousy towards my brother. Sure he's got the best blog and everyone on the Internet loves him. If I think too much about it, I get depressed, but then I think about how I can score chicks and he couldn't score chicks even if he was wearing a whole bottle of cologne. Let me put it like this: Scoring chicks is a lot like having a whole bottle of cologne but not having to pay for it or even wear it for that matter. It's like opening a jar of marmelade with an ice cream scoop. You know what I'm saying.

This is probably the biggest thing that has been on my mind lately and it makes me feel better to know that I'm going to score some chicks very soon. Not tonight though. Probably tomorrow or the next day.