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man i missed last time to write on the 22. a lot has happened sense then. the day of the drag contest there was a horrible rain storm. i got a flat and had to change my god damned tire. that must of been the most hilarious sight ever. a drag queen in full fag changing a tire. hee hee snort. i guess you really got to laugh at shit like that. i showed up anyway. i had mascara running down my face, a wet dress covered in tire filth, and a broken pump. tell you what. i thought every one would laugh but instead they really felt for me. i ended up getting 1st prize for the first time. they all said i had a lot of heart. i love all those gals. so robert eat your heart out. i had fun with out you. i can't stand control freaks. they ruin them selfs and the person there with. today being 03-03-03 is the best i'm in full writing mood. don't ask me why but for some reason i can only write on the 11, 22, and what ever number month on its sane date. (example aug 8 that would be 08-08). everyone has there slight obsessive compulsive ten-dances. god this entries so long i bet you no one reads this shit anyway. oh well i only got 2 on-line friends anyway. i'm not complaining like a little bitch just stating a fact. man i got my ass completely kicked the other night by this really big balled band called the whip. fuck i think i blew a load listing to them. and before them this one man act played he was funny as all hell. i think he's brilliant. he came out in three layers of sculls and sang with a combo of hard metal and folk. funny stuff. i think those two things were the high light of my whole year. i can only hope for more of the same in the future. my broken heart will mend and i will be complete again. ok ok i'm done being a wind bag. i'll shut up.