scrabbled brain
Dear diary, I'm so fucking perplexed.
I have a crush on every boy I see. I am not happy. I am not happy. I AM NOT FUCKING HAPPY!
I think I like all of Highbinder expect for John. (especially Adam) ((last week it was Andy))
My manager doesn't want me to be in charge of satan's kitchen anymore and is trying to give my job away to some else, heh heh....fucker.
Dave and I drank a 10-yr old bottle of cabernet last night and it was so damn good. I don't like the Dave Chapelle show. so....now I'm hungover. I drove home drunk because it was like 3am and I wasn't about to stay the night. Lindsey would have kicked my white ass for that one.
Speaking of Lindsey, here's a poem for her: Rockabillies wear red, frostbite turns things blue, Lindsey gets cool tattoos, and I wish I balls like that too.
My x-ray vision glasses are the best thing ever. I want a sandwich. a FISH sandwich.
I have a crush on every boy I see. I am not happy. I am not happy. I AM NOT FUCKING HAPPY!
I think I like all of Highbinder expect for John. (especially Adam) ((last week it was Andy))
My manager doesn't want me to be in charge of satan's kitchen anymore and is trying to give my job away to some else, heh heh....fucker.
Dave and I drank a 10-yr old bottle of cabernet last night and it was so damn good. I don't like the Dave Chapelle show. so....now I'm hungover. I drove home drunk because it was like 3am and I wasn't about to stay the night. Lindsey would have kicked my white ass for that one.
Speaking of Lindsey, here's a poem for her: Rockabillies wear red, frostbite turns things blue, Lindsey gets cool tattoos, and I wish I balls like that too.
My x-ray vision glasses are the best thing ever. I want a sandwich. a FISH sandwich.