1985
its FRIDAY!! WOO HOO!! time to get the boys together for a little light drinking (ha). screw that, i have to go to court in a little bit. custody battles are a bitch. in the first corner, we have the unfit mother who snorts booger sugar and uses ritalin as nose candy. she has already lost 3 of her 4 children. in the second corner, we have 5 guys claiming to be the father of one little girl. what a joke. why am i going? you ask. because im nosy and im doing it for my brother. its his ex wife after all. yay. the ho is no more. she lost her kids. took CPS 5 years to do it, but they did. then after that, i have to go to michaels arts and crafts to measure terrell's yellow rope. he wants it in a shadow box. he's an airman leader! he comes home (again) in a few weeks. 2-18 i think. so that means its bar time! joy. so thrilled to spend $10 to have drunk ugly chicks feel me up for 3 hours. no thanks. i perfer my game cube. im at the library. with a song stuck in my head. 1985. grrr. jon and his stupid little tragic mess self. whats the word im looking for???? tortured and anxied my ass. like to back hand his g.f. she's ruining him. grrr. come on kelly! i hope he gets a job soon, i miss my gym buddy. kelly and i are "gay gym bunnies" i dont like going alone and getting stared at. grrr. stephen, get your head out of your ass! kelly doesnt want you! hello, 2 months of telling you NO is not enough? grrr. chriss, you better call me or give me your lj name! grr. i know, im a bitch today! YAY