little gto, you're really lookin' fine, three deuces and a four-speed, and a 389...
wow, i hate the fact that my life revolves around the freaking phone. i should be out. not at home, having ridiculously long phone conversations. but who's fault is it that i'm not out? let's not answer this question. rawr. actually, being on the phone last night was massively cool. i started out talking to eric, and then lara spontaneously called. she absolutely made my night. caitlin ended up coming over to lara's, and so we had 4 people on the phone. then eric had to hang up because of his stupid older brother, so we called adam's voicemail and started leaving random messages. then we were stuck, since most people i know cannot be called at 10 at night. caitlin suggested we call the redneck. which made me laugh. so we called him and i ended up talking to him for a long time. rather scary. he reminds me of ray-ray. ahahaha. but yes. yesterday was bad at the beginning and good toward the end. it happens i suppose. i'm happy to say that drew is no longer upset with me. or has a wrong impression. hopefully am doing somefink with eric today, but i'm not sure if he's awake yet. you fail at life, eric james wuestewald. yeah, warp tour and velocity with kervoff on tuesday... if you're going to warp tour, let me know so i can randomly run into you there. out bitches!