this weekend was fcuking cannon, mainly because it was a four day one and because of saturday. the plan was to boycott valentines day by hammering myself. met some hotshit people as well, rich, rich, rich, rich, and delicious. eh, i want my glove back though. that whore who took it is going dowwnnn-dowwnnnnn----townnnnnnn.
ash is on her way home from cisco. yes, i can't wait for the treasures she brings back. and karaoke day will happen this week. these girls will sing their hearts out for sure, wuooo.
i have a DARE for you mother effers and that is to apply in
hotfuckingshit it will be a tough cookie but funny as hell. i'll say yes to whoever i like.
btw read the fine print unless you want to burn at the stake and have your ashes spit upon and trampled by the heartless :)
should i wash my hair ever? it looks so favorable when it isn't washed but it feels really dirty like a cheap lush.
look see
*EDIT* yeah i washed my hair...
*EDIT* more edits, ahhh
the photographs from before went far, far away, into broken link heaven.
but here are some new old ones, picturetrail, you suck at life.
8th day