Apr 04, 2007 04:24
Then my answer is the same as yours. And yours is the same as it has always been.
Why, my goslings, I am having such fun living by myself. An experiment in modern living, that is, living one's own life for one's self. I wish I could have y'all over for a big party. I'd give you some of the magic vegan food that I made today (we've got potato lentil soup, and some tofu, of course, and I made a chocolate cake at two in the morning yesterday and it is quite yummy and I don't even like chocolate), and we could listen to iTunes, and we'd dance like dirty little sluts. And when we got tired we could all climb out the window and sit out on the roof and tell each other about ourselves. Wouldn't that be fun?
Today is my kitten's birthday. She's three years old sometime today. Happy birthday, Fantine. ♥
It's raining.
Oh, and Corynne, if you're reading this, remind me to tell you this story, a story about the oh so faggoty po po I saw today (are all police fags? Miguel thinks yes. Beware crime, fatty).
I haven't been making much sense lately, have I? I will, and it will probably be annoying.
insomnia,
fatchicksinpartyhats