scar, scar can you feel my power?
bob came to visit me before he went to work. fuck it was early, but hey, it's pretty, so i can't complain.
plus he asked me what i want for christmas, so presents are in store for meeeeeeeeee!
speaking of, i really need to make a list for my mother, she keeps bothering me.
talking to marc till 2am is really tiring. especially when between 8:30am-9am you get like fourty fucking phone calls.
jesus christ people.
*lick*
my basement is sexy and leopard printy.
mmmhmmmm.
i'm tired, and hungry.
so away i go?
oh yeah, i called to book a hair appointment and chiffon (my hairdresser) took this week off, so i have to wait till next week.
how lame.