One day, I will have something really exciting to tell you guys, but until then, there is this:

Apr 30, 2005 00:10

T.G.I.F doesn't apply to me. Fridays are probally the most dreaded day of the week, they just drag on forrrrreeevvvoorrrrrrr. 14 hours + around little poopy pants humans is not what I call a fun day. Ok, so most of them have outgrown their diapers. WHATEVER.

Chasing children is alot harder when it feels like someone is "ice-skating on my uterus." I understand that yes, guys probally feel this much pain when they are kicked in the babymaker BUT their pain probally does not last for weeks, make them nauseous, fat, hateful, emotional, and all funky like that. Unless it was a real nice kick.

I watched America's Next Top Model again. That show makes me want to eat a rice cake and take a growth hormone. If I was 6 foot and 101 lbs, I'd call the show. Cause some of those girls are just not pretty! I have to be cuter than at least one.

My dad is the only one here...my moms partying up with the fam tonight. But I'm not gonna complain, I don't have to see here, shes being safe, and things have been pretty peaceful around here again. You take what you can get. I have no idea where Andrew is but I'm sure he's safe playing violent video games with another smelly kid.

Well, I hope you all have a story to tell me tommorow. And I hope it invovles drug busts, racial tension, high speed chases, and lots and lots of nudity.

Love, Sarah Marie
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