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CSI premiere was absolutely fab. If you miss it, I apologize. It's gonna be a great season. buahaha.
Today was all right. Picnic was lame but it was okay, went to Angela's and worked on the float, went to dinner at Othello's, got multiple calls from Taylor Haring calling me fat, saw Flight Plan which was..mehh, and came here. Dammit --just realized the ketchup and relish are still in my car. My family completely ignored me again today; I'm starting to hate having my mom work full time. I've been using my credit card for everything, since my mom now pays my allowance in checks. When am I EVER at Walmart? Never, is when.
I have to memorize half of my monologue by tomorrow at 3. I'm missing the play for this. I'm pissed. He couldn't come in at 1.45 and listen to me perform? No. Because that would be making an exception for one of his students. That would be doing his job. Oh well. I'll get over it and go next weekend.
Eddie is dying for attention, and I'm feeling growing pains in my arms. And I'm cranky. And fat, apparently. So I'm going to go to bed and gain weight. Nighters.
Xioner: fine. I'm going to write bad emo poetry about being rejected by your cat and post it on my live journal>:o
SvedishMeatballs: hey. no one writes bad emo poetry about my cat.
Xioner: I was rejected by a hairless cat tonight
Xioner: his skin, it's sensitive to light
Xioner: he's hairless
SvedishMeatballs: oh dear god
SvedishMeatballs: hahah
Xioner: heartless