I'm at Mikes house
I am at Mike's house, as usual. I got to see Danielle today which rocked cuz I never ever ever see her anymore. She said she was going over Nick's house later, I hope she had fun. I did some HTML shit. WOOOOHOOOO! And I went to Daniel's area which was bitter sweet. I haven't been there w/ out the corner well just about ever. I walked along the log and saw where one of us carved the corner into it. I guess it's just kinda sad cuz I'm coming to the realization that we've all grown apart a little bit. That's just life though. Oh so this weekend my step cousin called me fiesty. Well it's not the first time I've been called fiesty but it was the first time it made me want to chop off my boobs. I mean we've only met once before and so I guess it's not incestuous but at the same time, EWE!!!!! So, I'm waiting for mike to finish stuffing himself, it's lots of fun. Crunch crunch crunch. I wrote a poem last night about insecurity. Of course it's not here so u can't read it. But I think it was fairly good. I wrote a song about Mike. You can't read that either, it's vulger. Lets just say it's about his wonder schlong. I made him watch when Harry Met Sally last night. It's the best movie ever. But Greg the Evil Villian kept looking at me during the sappy parts and making me feel like a nerd. So excuse me Mr. I have no heart, if I wanna get gooey during the gooey parts, I fucking will. So fuck off! That's all I really have to say about that. Yes, this is a rambling post, and I don't care. No one reads it anyway. But I guess that's a testament to the fact that I have no friends. Some day I'll be super popular. HA HA yeah right.