Girlie Gab
So I won’t have a mobile for a while because I don’t want to spend 270 bucks when I could get one for 70 next month. Call me on my room phone.
I’m sad ‘cause I lost some awesome pictures…like the birth and animation of Percy and Fraank, Charlie cuddling various kitties, Duckie with a sharpie mustache, “art” in Wade’s old room, Chaos as a kitten, Mookie, ducks and Lyn and stuff in Chicago, Chani wrestling my rabbit-skin, Daniel on our camping trip, Tessa looking awesome, Mark with a big bucket on his head (btw, Mr. Parker, I want your #), Annie trying to look innocent, Laura trying to look happy, and me naked with horses (I’ve been meaning to type up that story…)
Oh memories.
Eighty contact numbers, man. Eighty!
Makes you realize the strange invisible things humans value and mourn when they disappear even though they never really physically existed in the first place…
I mean, I survived fine without a cell before. And like blackmetalrain said, a cell never truly lets you be alone. And heck, if I was even able to have a cell phone in the first place, and to have all these awesome experiences to take pictures of, and to know eighty people worth having in my phone...then what is there to complain about really? Life rocks and I don't need a cell to constantly remind me.
Pfft. Yeah right. WAAAH I want my phone back!!
edit: http://www.skinbag.net/skinbag-gb/index.php?PHPSESSID=b125ccf044016fdf5a1c7a19c6e396f9 :D!! I want everything on that page!
I’m sad ‘cause I lost some awesome pictures…like the birth and animation of Percy and Fraank, Charlie cuddling various kitties, Duckie with a sharpie mustache, “art” in Wade’s old room, Chaos as a kitten, Mookie, ducks and Lyn and stuff in Chicago, Chani wrestling my rabbit-skin, Daniel on our camping trip, Tessa looking awesome, Mark with a big bucket on his head (btw, Mr. Parker, I want your #), Annie trying to look innocent, Laura trying to look happy, and me naked with horses (I’ve been meaning to type up that story…)
Oh memories.
Eighty contact numbers, man. Eighty!
Makes you realize the strange invisible things humans value and mourn when they disappear even though they never really physically existed in the first place…
I mean, I survived fine without a cell before. And like blackmetalrain said, a cell never truly lets you be alone. And heck, if I was even able to have a cell phone in the first place, and to have all these awesome experiences to take pictures of, and to know eighty people worth having in my phone...then what is there to complain about really? Life rocks and I don't need a cell to constantly remind me.
Pfft. Yeah right. WAAAH I want my phone back!!
edit: http://www.skinbag.net/skinbag-gb/index.php?PHPSESSID=b125ccf044016fdf5a1c7a19c6e396f9 :D!! I want everything on that page!