A ha ha ha... woo!

[syrinsong]

I am enjoying my comment reel immensely. And other people's too. Comments are, as Gim would say, da shizzle. Whatever that means... I never could understand that "izzle" talk. Nice of me to put something in my journal that I don't understand. But, hey, I do that all the time, right? *hides grin*Ah, what's going on with the Heidster today?

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Re: it looks

[syrinsong]

Well, it originally was a social phobia thing, but that is sooo last week for me (most of the time), and the build-up to this meeting was gigantic. You know how it is when stuff gets huge like that.

I can go to the mall by myself now, and other stores, so hopefully, this hasn't scarred me for life. Hopefully. I just got over the fact that not all the people at the mall are cuter than me and that I am some kind of ugly weirdo there. That is where the social phobia came from. When I checked it out and really looked, there are some wicked bad ugly people walking around there. Much worse than me. Of course, there are still the teenagers with flat stomachs and Dooney and Burke purses. I try to write that off as them being drug-related. I mean, what teenager has the money to buy a $200 purse unless they are selling drugs? There aren't that many rich people here in good ol' Maine. At least where I live. Except for Stephen King, but he doesn't count... speaking of weirdos.

Alright, I am going to end this comment now. It has gotten out of control.

*much huggsies*