EDIT: ah, see. when you do not sign out of your lj account on Ariana's computer, this is the result:
my goals for this afternoon:
--turn around and touch the ground
--fish that pesky corn kernal from my lefter-most nostril
--invite ariana for tea and small goodies such as like: the petit fours, the pizza pie, the orange juice and voddy vodka, the truffles, the chocolate milk
--woozily check mailbox to see if botstein (more like botSEX) hath replie'd to my drippingly adorational loveeee lettah
--flash elliot
--kiss this fellow:
EDIT2: Realize that I do not use a dash dash, nor do I know how to post pictures. Realize that Ariana shall recieve no petit fours from me, no sir.