If you see a woman walking around with a white-cheddar cheez-it box, wave "hi" to me
So yesterday entailed a lot.
I had a dentist appointment and then picked up Gil to go to Barnhill's (100% profit to Red Cross!) and Wal-Mart for spare shirts. We then met up with Brittney and Megan at my house and construed our creations. I love them so much. I love IHOP waitresses named Leeann and 25% of proceeds, yet again, going to Katrina victims. I love life!!
Meggerz and Gilly
Double the dose of hotness
....FURTHER THAN MAX GOT.....
Britt. Damn.
DIY
Gillian's I ♥ L.B. the real orange county/TEAM LC shirt.
Gillian is lyricized to the maxxxxx
(What a faggot cool name)
Annette ♥ No Use For A Name, & so does Brittney!
XX Chromosomes.
The galaxy is on Orion's Belt? HUHHHH!?
Fever Pitch: Cutest fucking movie of a lifetime.
And Gillian slept on the couch with her arms inside her shirt while I enjoyed the lazy comforts of my comforter/actual bed combination. I invited her into my chambers and was denied. Alas, we could've practiced cuddling.
So now she's watching The Terminal and I feel as though I'm talking behind her back about all of this. It's an odd feeling, even if I'm being positive. Ooohhhh. She doesn't know what I'm saying. My malicious laughter will soon ensue.
Something about all this is just so empowering.
I had a dentist appointment and then picked up Gil to go to Barnhill's (100% profit to Red Cross!) and Wal-Mart for spare shirts. We then met up with Brittney and Megan at my house and construed our creations. I love them so much. I love IHOP waitresses named Leeann and 25% of proceeds, yet again, going to Katrina victims. I love life!!
Meggerz and Gilly
Double the dose of hotness
....FURTHER THAN MAX GOT.....
Britt. Damn.
DIY
Gillian's I ♥ L.B. the real orange county/TEAM LC shirt.
Gillian is lyricized to the maxxxxx
(What a faggot cool name)
Annette ♥ No Use For A Name, & so does Brittney!
XX Chromosomes.
The galaxy is on Orion's Belt? HUHHHH!?
Fever Pitch: Cutest fucking movie of a lifetime.
And Gillian slept on the couch with her arms inside her shirt while I enjoyed the lazy comforts of my comforter/actual bed combination. I invited her into my chambers and was denied. Alas, we could've practiced cuddling.
So now she's watching The Terminal and I feel as though I'm talking behind her back about all of this. It's an odd feeling, even if I'm being positive. Ooohhhh. She doesn't know what I'm saying. My malicious laughter will soon ensue.
Something about all this is just so empowering.