May 05, 2005 22:15
This has been the slowest fucking week ever. Someone is messing with the clocks. Or maybe somewhere within it's orbit, Earth has become trapped in cosmic peanut butter.
I dread SAT's. Three hours of multiple choice is not how I wish to spend my Saturday morning.
I'm about to become a beautician. This is scary. Me with scissors is scary. Me with scissors near anything resembling an ear is scary.
I need to do something good for Mothers' Day.