Yeah since they had livejournal during the summer of love....
::cocks eyebrow::
"December 31, 1969" is what my livejournal says today. I love logging on and seeing what date my lj has randomly selected for me. Ooh, I bounce with excitement. Ugh, and when I try to post with the normal date it freaks and a large, red lined box appears. Inside bold words read "You are posting back. Please change the fucking date fuck face. Unless you are that fucking stupid and you want to post back in time." So I cave in and change the date to the future. Does January 20th of 2007, sound good? Hmm, why yes, yes it does.
Sometimes I wish I could invent a way to mute people and all other animal's voices. Eww, no, bad invention. What I was trying to get at was, my cat is purring so gosh darn loud and I'm like golly gee I get it, you want me to make you a tower of wet, grade F, digusting, slimy, lumpy, shit-curd, meat from a can. There's a reason why you are fat. UHHHHH!Shut up, shut up, shut...mrawwbrjgdgrkgdrjgjdfgjdfgjdfgjgdfjfdgjhdfg driving me crazy...off button! off button!!!! mmmmm Aw, he's on his back, with his paws up and his belly all flat and fat and cute and.....
Sometimes I wish I could invent a way to not be seduced by an overweight, balding, greasy, old cat. OR maybe stop talking about my cat. I almost typed "car" instead of "cat"....mmmm....i wanna drive......
I miss Squeaky...::15 seconds of silence::
WHAT'S WITH ALL THIS "HATIN' ON ALLY" BUSINESS?
Go to speech class...
Sit...
Listen to a few speeches...
Chelsey gets up...gives a funny, crude funeral speech on me...
Emily walks in front of the class and says "I know Allison Lester would never approve me marrying someone I love..."
and the a couple of people who I have no idea what their names are...ooh not good to burn a girl who doesn't know your name....
But they did.
Oh well none have been able to beat my ribbon cutting for a sex toy industry...oooh so good.
I'm done now.
"December 31, 1969" is what my livejournal says today. I love logging on and seeing what date my lj has randomly selected for me. Ooh, I bounce with excitement. Ugh, and when I try to post with the normal date it freaks and a large, red lined box appears. Inside bold words read "You are posting back. Please change the fucking date fuck face. Unless you are that fucking stupid and you want to post back in time." So I cave in and change the date to the future. Does January 20th of 2007, sound good? Hmm, why yes, yes it does.
Sometimes I wish I could invent a way to mute people and all other animal's voices. Eww, no, bad invention. What I was trying to get at was, my cat is purring so gosh darn loud and I'm like golly gee I get it, you want me to make you a tower of wet, grade F, digusting, slimy, lumpy, shit-curd, meat from a can. There's a reason why you are fat. UHHHHH!Shut up, shut up, shut...mrawwbrjgdgrkgdrjgjdfgjdfgjdfgjgdfjfdgjhdfg driving me crazy...off button! off button!!!! mmmmm Aw, he's on his back, with his paws up and his belly all flat and fat and cute and.....
Sometimes I wish I could invent a way to not be seduced by an overweight, balding, greasy, old cat. OR maybe stop talking about my cat. I almost typed "car" instead of "cat"....mmmm....i wanna drive......
I miss Squeaky...::15 seconds of silence::
WHAT'S WITH ALL THIS "HATIN' ON ALLY" BUSINESS?
Go to speech class...
Sit...
Listen to a few speeches...
Chelsey gets up...gives a funny, crude funeral speech on me...
Emily walks in front of the class and says "I know Allison Lester would never approve me marrying someone I love..."
and the a couple of people who I have no idea what their names are...ooh not good to burn a girl who doesn't know your name....
But they did.
Oh well none have been able to beat my ribbon cutting for a sex toy industry...oooh so good.
I'm done now.