Aug 23, 2005 01:36
dear livejournal world/galaxy,
my name is kayla. i live across the hall from blair. together, we make what is known as B2K. All day, everyday. Por vida.
Tonight we went to our friend Bruce's apartment, number 28. We made a cake and I ate the gooey center that no one else would touch. I made it possible for everyone to enjoy the cake. Not only that, but I entered the unlocked apartment of the stoned next-door neighbor who'd lent us oil and left a plateful of it all on his table with a note. I know that's weird, but I was trying to be benevolent and reward him for his generosity.
Tomorrow I have another interview at Macy*s. That means more food poisoning for Best Buy...Ooops, sorry guys, Shouldn't have eaten that gooey center.
The day after that school starts and hell begins.
Also, tomorrow I receive a large lump of money. Thank you, papa. Good-bye mastercard, hello text books..and ensuing debt.
Shows in the future, cake in the future, more board games in the future.
and possibly beer?
good night.
love,
Kayla
Rodd
p.s. I hope we can be friends. If the answer is yes, you can come stay at my house.
And sleep on my marshmallow. Thanks.
cake,
money,
la mancha