Feb 28, 2006 13:34
When I get out of the shower and dry my hair with a towel, I look like a lion.
Calm down, Geoff.
I almost died last night. Then we had to give the guy six bucks. The guy that almost hit us is the same guy that sits at the drive-thru at Taco Bell and says "man, someone stole all the gas out of my car, and I have to drive to [random-ass town]. Do you guys think you can spare a couple dollars?" And you can't say "no, I'm broke" cause you're in the drive thru. Tricky bastard.
Whatever. At least we're not dead or in jail.
I have a gay stalker. I'm not even kidding. He calls me at least 6 times a day, and I don't answer, because I'm extremely uncomfortable with the situation. He called me at 5am yesterday morning from a number I didn't know, just to chat. WHO DOES THAT? Can we say creepy?
My tax return needs to get the fuck here, like now.
I'm running out of shit to pawn.
lovevince