I fancy myself to be an easy going kind of gal. This snow business better quit. I want my tan. There are few joys I get out of all of this bullshit.

You know, there's a reason why I chose to live in California. A short drive from snow isn't it.

I'll be damned. It's raining blackmail.

Don't mind if I do.

[ooc; Yes, she's collecting. Tags will be retrieved after work. So far she's just fucking with people who feel guilty. FOR NOW. 8)]

I promise not to do too much of anything at a party ever again. This trip is just no damn good. Where's the religious experience? Where's seeing colors and shit? Absolute waste of a good night out.

He was kinda cute though.

Anyway, I am sick of bumming off cigarettes from creeps. Someone get me a real box. I don't care what. Help a girl out?

I can say, without hesitation, that that shit has never happened before. Aliens, animals, robots, gender swaps, the fucking Titanic... Now we have a mountain. I hate it. It better not be sticking around. Did some deity get sick of seeing ugly flat land all around ( Read more... )

I come from the US of A. Born and raised in California, the Golden State or Little Mexico. It's a great place. You can drive about an hour or so to get to a desert, a forest or the snow. It is one of the best places on earth. An intruder or murderer who happens to be wounded in the act has a right to sue the counter attacker. California is also ( Read more... )