May 09, 2005 19:41
DAS CAPITOL!
sexed it up at union station. our plan to shove p blake into vickie's failed. owing to the fact that we wouldn't find p blake or vickie's.....
running running as fast as we can. do you think we'll make it?
i don't think so
GUESS WHO'S FAILING MATH!!!!!! it's pretty effing sweet in a "watch rachel get grounded" kind of way. so hyper, have no way to really expell my nervous energy. my life's not my own. but when has it been, really? school can go suck a fuck. mr. hutton can go suck a fuck in particular. i hate golf and always will. i hate him too for being a chauvinistic moron. i'm missing bloody ted leo to hang out with a bunch of girls who are CRAZY obsessed with foreign boys and their personal fabricated fattness.
the only plus i'm seeing for me is altoid, anna, jamie k, pandish, dylan, running, and the horses.
i need new boots. cheap ones, but good ones. ones that will fit over my gigundo calves. teresa and i had a long convo about the wonderfullness that ist the spell of horse. just thinking about it makes me a bit happier.
but only a bit.
SHITFUCKDAMN!
"and then.... he died somehow"
poll: denzel washington as brutus? let me know your thoughts.