I didnt make my Myspace.
uughh! i wake up mySpaceless, and i woke up this morning with one, and emails flooding my inbox. Thanks carissa for making it the highest level O gayness. i dont even know the password to change anything. im really tired and i wanna sleep, but i know i wont feel comfortable until carissa changes the stupid Orientation from "not sure", to the 8 letter word it should be. i might as well catch a morning poop, i missed out yesterday.
today, theres a party at gig harbour, and a thing at ericks.i really want the papa johns pizza, but i also really want to eat at a pot luck. Maybe if i juggle it fast enough, tear down the highway, i could make it to both. Cross my fingers i dont hit any people. And if i do, theres bound to be casualties if they are between me and my pot luck dinner.
i gotta find a way to rinse this stupid black ink off my head and face. I fell asleep chewing on a MarksALot permanent marker, and it leaked all over my face and neck and bed. lame. that is whack. permanent markers... are whack.
today, theres a party at gig harbour, and a thing at ericks.i really want the papa johns pizza, but i also really want to eat at a pot luck. Maybe if i juggle it fast enough, tear down the highway, i could make it to both. Cross my fingers i dont hit any people. And if i do, theres bound to be casualties if they are between me and my pot luck dinner.
i gotta find a way to rinse this stupid black ink off my head and face. I fell asleep chewing on a MarksALot permanent marker, and it leaked all over my face and neck and bed. lame. that is whack. permanent markers... are whack.