Jul 28, 2003 23:42
four hours of volleyball (in the scorching sun) after not playing (atleast sober) for a good number of months got me my neck, shoulder, lower back, and calves all tight a tense. here is what we are going to do. you, and i mean every single one of you, can come to where i am right now and give me a massage. i will, in return, tell you whether or not you have what it takes to become a professional massuese like pheobe. ooh baby.
jenna. hope you liked your "surprise" dinner last night, which did not turn out to be a surprise. i'm such a foo. hope you liked your necklace. hope you liked ME!
chris. i still love you. but your ASS stinks.
"foo". you're shady.
everyone else. i love you. hate you. need you. miss you. loathe you. want you.