May 10, 2005 11:38
My phone is a bad kitty. It keeps tellig people to check the number and dial again, but I know it's the right number. Stupid Cingular.
I might live with Jon and Neil at their townhouse in Crofton.
I went to see the apartment in Glen Burnie again, just to doublecheck, and I'm glad I did. When I went on the patio, all I could smell was pot smoke. Oh yes. My neighbors would be pot-smoking idiots. No thanks.
Ok, so most of my friends from home fall into that category too, but friends are different from neighbors.
Bad neighbors.
Bad duck. Go home.
I got a journal on suicidegirls.com under the same name.
I want to be a suicidegirl.
Ooh, that reminds me - I might get pictures taken soon, good pictures. Hooray.
I hate work. Ouch.
I bought a tiger print ottoman last night. It's crazy. $250. Ouch.
I have one piece of furniture.