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YAR!!! I dunno. I are a bit on the hungry side. Munching on some bugle crumbs...mmmm. I'm gonna go meet my mom at a coffee shop which i'm sure will be closed at 8:30. So then we'll figure out where else to go. And I won't eat anything there koz I'll wait for Steve. He'll probably have already eaten so then I'll still be hungry. What a dandy plan. I just went and bought some shiat for Steve and I. Butt wipe, shaving cream, one for him and one for me, a new toofer brusher for me, some hair stuff for me that smells all good like, some plates for me to break and use on the coffee table, and I think that's about it. Oh yeah and some garlic creole stuff that steve likes so much. Oh! And two rolls of paper towels that shouldn't be too big for my paper towel holder thingymajig. WAH! So then I went and washed my car real quick like because sometime early early this morning between the hours of 2:00 and 6:00 a bird took the biggest shit on my windsheild. Seriously, it was fahking disgusting. The pile was prolly half an inch high. SICK. So I got rid of that. Hrmmm what else? Oh yeah, Tony doesn't like the name Brooklyn Elyzabeth. That made me all sad. I love it, who gives a fuck. My grandpapa was from Brooklyn. My parents almost named me Brooke Lynn...ifn I ever have a daughter that's what she will be named...I'd rather have a son though. Bah Fahkula.