May 24, 2002 15:01
:( Chris's G'pa died. The calling hours are tonight n I don't think I'm gonna go. Which means I will be alone..dammit. I'm making bagel bites! Yumm. I wish the fuckin oven would hurry up and preheat though. Mother fucker I don't have all day. Language...bad Melinda *Slaap* Yea ANYWAY! Hehe. I will write lata! HOLLA. Yea I'm GHETTO now.