Gary is alergic to carrots. C-A-R-R-O-T-S. Bowling for Soup was cool. I thank Cassi for my 5 seconds of fame. But I'm going to be a rock star according to Mrs. Babbey, so that won't matter much when I become famous.
Well. I'm off to go do something. Besides sleep and lazy around the house all day. (Yeah right)
Sitting here with a big bowl of corn flakes, badly smudged makeup, in a blanket. I'm supposed to be packing for NY, but I lost my clicker so I'm watching lame music videos, and I'm wondering if a certain someone is mad at me. At least my hair looks good. No one comments anyways...