Cover me with kisses...
Blah. I'm beat. Went to the Authority Zero show last night with my co-worker Morgan and our friend Becky. It was for the tsunami relief fund, so it was for a good cause. I feel like I did my good deed for the day. Yay ♥
Uhh, did nothing like always today. Kicked it with Hendrix and Jon... again, made fun of Hendrix and his "Expensive Ankle Bracelet"... again, and tried to convince them that Rachel Perez is a dike... again. So typically what I do everyday with the addition of food-making, and poke fights (I'm getting immune, people poke and tickle me all day. Even at work... it's sad).
Jessica said she'd visit me at Taco Bell one of these days, she's going to the mall near my house to buy a bra. So free chalupas for her. Oh, and a taco... and drink. Whatever. Steven said he'd swing by tomorrow, and I have to make him a taco salad. And he would bring me some ciggs. Taito is awesome.
I saw some emo dude with my vans today. It was pretty weird. So I said, "Hey, we have the same shoes!" + forced enthusiasm, and he talked to me. I didn't have much to say.. because the fact that he wears the same pants I do scares me to no extent. That's groody =/ So he went away, and the retards I chill with made some smart ass comment. I guess I'm emo now, excuse me while I cry.
Speaking of emo, according to the McMillian, I am to have hot emo sex with Brian in the back of his car. Followed by uncontrolable fits of crying.
That makes me smile. I wish I was emo so that could be true, but alas. Emo music and boys make me laugh. So emo sex would contradict itself in all forms. That is all.
Have I mentioned that I heart my Poptart? Well I do ♥ 'Till next time.
This is your faithful Taco Slut saying, "But I love chef!"
Uhh, did nothing like always today. Kicked it with Hendrix and Jon... again, made fun of Hendrix and his "Expensive Ankle Bracelet"... again, and tried to convince them that Rachel Perez is a dike... again. So typically what I do everyday with the addition of food-making, and poke fights (I'm getting immune, people poke and tickle me all day. Even at work... it's sad).
Jessica said she'd visit me at Taco Bell one of these days, she's going to the mall near my house to buy a bra. So free chalupas for her. Oh, and a taco... and drink. Whatever. Steven said he'd swing by tomorrow, and I have to make him a taco salad. And he would bring me some ciggs. Taito is awesome.
I saw some emo dude with my vans today. It was pretty weird. So I said, "Hey, we have the same shoes!" + forced enthusiasm, and he talked to me. I didn't have much to say.. because the fact that he wears the same pants I do scares me to no extent. That's groody =/ So he went away, and the retards I chill with made some smart ass comment. I guess I'm emo now, excuse me while I cry.
Speaking of emo, according to the McMillian, I am to have hot emo sex with Brian in the back of his car. Followed by uncontrolable fits of crying.
That makes me smile. I wish I was emo so that could be true, but alas. Emo music and boys make me laugh. So emo sex would contradict itself in all forms. That is all.
Have I mentioned that I heart my Poptart? Well I do ♥ 'Till next time.
This is your faithful Taco Slut saying, "But I love chef!"