rawr.
My friends seriously need to update their journals more often. I'm bored, people, don't you KNOW this? KEEP ME ENTERTAINED! Anyhow. Today I keep picturing these hooters that I saw when I was out with Sarah and Carl and Melissa and Jose. Actually, I don't know if that is a good enough way to describe it. Hm. I keep picturing these bags of flesh that I saw when I was out with etc etc. Yeah, that's more like it. I don't know why the image is burned into my brain now. Some kind of delayed shock reaction, I suppose. Haha. I'm mean. And I have a headache. And I've gotten no work done on Haunted house crap since Joe's been gone to IL, so he's going to be mighty angry with me when he gets back. He's supposed to be back tomorrow morning. Woohoo! I miss the lil bugger. ;[ I need a hug, damn it. And to smell him {after he showers}. And to. um. Yeah. =]