"Why did the cookie go to the doctor?"
"Because he was feeling crumby." Hahaha. Wasn't that a knee-slapper? Ok. So. . .today was a short day, cause of the SATs. Ok, first off, it was easier in 7th grade. It's all new now, with the essay, and the extra math, and all that wonderful shit. Skipped track. Ummm. Oh yeah, I went to Fridays and saw some old gothic cowboys. It was...awkward. Oh, and our waiter was gay. No offense to gay people, but god was this guy pushing his luck?! He kept forgetting what kind of Ice Tea I had, and instead of salad, he came back with like...actually I don't know what it was. Kinda poked at it, till I got my salad. Damn asshat. So. Yeah. Umm. Oh em gee, I'm running out of things to write. Someone, give me an idea! *falls over* Oh, btw, check out Johnny the Homocidal Maniac. Jhonen Vasquez invented him. Squee = <3. If you don't know Jhonen Vasquez, look him up before I stab you, and feed your blood to my power-hungry wall of doom....Teddy bears speak to me.