so i have like a million of these online journal things and i don't keep up with any of them. i basically sign up so i can pry into other people's lives.
not really.
i'm not crazy.
so anyway, i'm minding my business at work at my ex-editor starts coming around acting a damn fool! seriously! she's talking about rhododendra and chrysanthemums like she's some kind of Yankee Clipper or something. I can assure you the only time her ass sees the light of day is when she's driving to work or driving to burger king. ooooooh. snap.
let's see ... what else crazy.
oh ben thinks it's a good idea to move in above shannon. and i say "baaaaaaad baaaaaad baaaaad." it's enough that i'll be living across the street from him and noelle. puke. him and noelle. that makes it sound like they have some sort of life together. or at least a home. ugh.
i read crszy story in the shreveport times about some crazy ass beauty school ... er, college (i shit not).. students who bludgeoned a would-be robber with curling irons! it was highlarious.
http://www.shreveporttimes.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20050615/NEWS03/506150321/1062 go there now. read the story.