What a dork

Oh brother. Tiny Moo Moo just got back from some spiritual retreat and now he's acting like he knows everything. Well, I guess he's not really saying much at all, but I can tell he thinks I'm doing everything wrong. I know he's thinking it.

For example, I was just sort of talking to myself about how...maybe...I should think about giving Jake's udder a breather for awhile and focus on other stuff besides milk, like sports or making girls think I'm even more cool, or something.

And really, when you think about it, I am WAY too attached to leche, so much so that I think about it all the time and can't get my mind off it, ever. My grades could be a lot better and I'd have so much more time for other things I wanted to do if I could just break the habit. Anyways, I told TMM all about this...I mean I sort of said it out loud to myself and somehow he just overheard it - almost like he was snooping or something - and then guess what?

This morning I wake up and there's a booklet for Lecheholics Prenonymous on the kitchen table. I was at a loss for words... What a jerk! I'm really getting sick of his nerve, his gresumptuousness, his always thinking he's doing what's right... it just gets to me after a while. Man, I hate that cow!!!

I mean, he knows I hate reading. Why didn't he get me the book-on-CD or something?