Jun 29, 2003 23:02
There is no way that I can still be awake, and breathing. But I am. I fooled the world.
I am everyone's massage slave. But that's okay. Really, I bet it is good for me because I want to do it for a living. So, yeah.
I love Megan. I missed her. Her and I should hang out more often. It's sad how there is just never time anymore.
I can't eat food anymore. Coffee it is. I am going to die, or something.