yak yak yak
I have a new livejournal.
I'll probably delete it out of complete disgust with myself in about two weeks.
I finally talked to Kyle today.
He's meeting me in Manhattan before I leave for Paris and giving me the $600.
In two weeks I'm signing a lease to live with this boy for a year.
Hoorah.
I get to decorate and buy pillows and plates and cups and rugs.
I'm so thrilled.
And I'm sorry, but that fact that the Mexican guy in the anti-smoking commercial still has his accent, but lost his ability to speak is HILARIOUS.
It's is essential that I stop drinking coffee at midnight.
Nothing but livejournal entries come of it.
Adam; the impotent has started talking to me again.
He tried to tell me he'd help me move in if I pranced around in my underwear.
It's complicated is back on his facebook. bahah.
But only because he's dating an Asian chick.
But still talking to me.
I learned how to cook chicken nuggets tonight.
Oh whatever, you fat bitch.
WHAT DID YOU SAY?
I said, "I have a bad itch."