Dec 31, 2007 01:32
I could listen to Jeff Buckley sing Hallelujah approximately 50,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 times and not vomit.
Additionally, the tarot has nothing but nasty to foresee. Now is the time for good karma.
You think if I cried a lot of tears and bottled them up and sent them with my college applications with a nice little note saying something like "return to sender" they'd let me in?
My room has not been this clean since I moved in. I must be procrastinating something.
I typed "layed" instead of "laid" today. And hit send.
And I still spell decision "descision".