For some reason, I really want to listen to those old AmandaLand tapes me and Kaylie made...
I like how everyone goes on LiveJournal deleting binges all at once every couple of months.
I'm kinda hungry, but if I went to microwave something right now, my mom would probably hear me and ask me why I'm still awake and it'd just be awkward. I asked my mom to teach me how to cook eggs today. I tried. They weren't very good.
I'm filled with ulterior motives.
Been not playing that Sailor Moon RPG some more. Oh, fuck it. I love it. It rules my life. I'm just stuck in this part where you're Sailor Mercury and you have to find this diamond to help Darien quit being dead like he always is, but I don't really like Sailor Mercury and you have to spend like a million hours running around fighting all of these pussy demons just to power up enough to fight the real enemies and not die tragically. But yeah... I still love it.
Argggggggh. So I don't know what's going on with Rhode Island now. Whatever. I'm pretty flexible. I just wish I could fucking get in touch with people when I fucking needed to.
I'm still a Class A stalker when I need to be. I may be slightly out of practice, but I could still track anyone down if I really wanted to. I'm not that worried about it. Things usually tend to work out decently enough.
Ahhh, shit. It's Wednesday, which means it's Bryan's birthday, which is why I made this special birthday-appropriate card!:
I'm kinda hungry, but if I went to microwave something right now, my mom would probably hear me and ask me why I'm still awake and it'd just be awkward. I asked my mom to teach me how to cook eggs today. I tried. They weren't very good.
I'm filled with ulterior motives.
Been not playing that Sailor Moon RPG some more. Oh, fuck it. I love it. It rules my life. I'm just stuck in this part where you're Sailor Mercury and you have to find this diamond to help Darien quit being dead like he always is, but I don't really like Sailor Mercury and you have to spend like a million hours running around fighting all of these pussy demons just to power up enough to fight the real enemies and not die tragically. But yeah... I still love it.
Argggggggh. So I don't know what's going on with Rhode Island now. Whatever. I'm pretty flexible. I just wish I could fucking get in touch with people when I fucking needed to.
I'm still a Class A stalker when I need to be. I may be slightly out of practice, but I could still track anyone down if I really wanted to. I'm not that worried about it. Things usually tend to work out decently enough.
Ahhh, shit. It's Wednesday, which means it's Bryan's birthday, which is why I made this special birthday-appropriate card!: