Jul 01, 2003 17:40
Sounds pretty gross. The name. I think of a banana .. melting into chili. Sick, sick, sick.
Well, that was an odd conversation, I'll say. It's awkward talking to such shy people .. that you think secretly despise you. Paranoia.
5:43 P.M. And I'm still here in my pajamas. The only reason I am up now is because Chrissy Chris called. And that damn phone is loud. Loud as a cloud.
You know why I am excited? TARPON FEST! 4 more days! I know El El is excited. Considering his band still isn't on the lineup. Poor guys.
[remembers why she decided not to update anymore]
I have nothing of interest to talk about! Sad.
So long, tickfaces.