Ashlee Simpson can not sing. She is not cute. She is not smart. She is not punk rock, despite what her tee shirt may lead you to believe ( Read more... )

I can't stop looking forward to the return of my sewing machine and August and Unicorns and a new dress or two. Obviously this means I can't get to sleep. Goodnight anyway.

Today is my sister's twentieth birthday. My mom has arranged for her to be out of her house from 1:00 to 4:00 so that we can invade and pretend to be Queer Eye for the Straight Guy. I glued an orange bow and some Jap magazine cut-outs onto blue construction paper and signed "Love your sister", as well as bought a portable ashtray fron Chinatown in ( Read more... )

I think it would bore most of you to read all about the last week for me, so if you want to know about all the totally awesome shit I just did you can ask me and I will totally tell you!

( here are lots of pictures! )

Hi! I'm back in Tucson, Arizona and I am ready to party my little guts out. Expect stories, photos and a phone call very soon!

I've got a license to lounge and belly full o' joe. There are finally more pluses than minuses!

For the first time in my life, I would like to thank baby jesus for giving me such small breasts; without which I would never be able to wear such disgustingly tight tee shirts.
If anybody is in need of some shoes/purses/skirts/shirts/swimsuits, I am the woman to see.

In case you all are wondering, things are going well ( Read more... )

What the fuck! I hate Good Charlotte.

I'm so confused all of the time!