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Jun 25, 2005 10:51

The time has come.

Mother Goose's loud obnoxious voice is now blaring straight into my room. Every year I dread this day. The day that I hear "Hickory dickory dock, the mouse ran up my sock!!!!!" A good 5 times. Aye. The Arts Festival is great though? To be honest I haven't even walked across the street to see it yet.

This morning I made a smoothie. But it wasn't that good. I just don't have the golden-Jorie-touch. Damnit.

Then I cleaned out my closet. So fun. I have probably 7 bags of clothes that I can now go and sell. I was ruthless. So...if anyone wants some clothes...contact me I suppose.

I'm feeling way better, tonsilitis wise, all I have now is an earache from flying. Ha, oh well.

Summer. I love it. And you.

On a side note...I would just like to share how creepy some people are on Myspace. Some 25 year old guy sent me this message:

"I have undersatood this game with your name but vaGina is so " special";
Don't think about that, it was just a question of curiosity.
For me you stay a young pretty (and i hope interessant) girl

See you soon my dear"

What the hell? And what is interessant? His picture is even creepier. I hate Myspace. Ok, I'm done.
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