For my life I can't imagine any flesh and blood could be his match....
I just noticed that no one really comments on my entries anymore.....
::cries a river::
Sorry, I had a pop radio moment, but it's over. I promise.
Anyways, still sick, still at home, and I still haven't listened to anything but the Dresden Dolls. Trevor asked me if I was ever going to get sick of them. I think the answer was pretty damn obvious.
I might be able to go to school tomorrow. I don't know if that's good or bad. I miss all of my little buddies, but, at the same time, I rather like being a bum and just eating matza ball soup. It's a real black&white cookie, people.
Damn, now I want a cookie.
I've been designing some eyebrows, and some of them look freakin' cool. If I had a scanner, people, I swear I would show you. I'm going to continue drawing them, though. I think I'm just going to get a lot of stencils so I have something to choose from.
I feel like such a bum. My hair is so gross. I think I should wash it today. And I think I will. Just for kicks.
I love you all. Please comment. I feel alones.
I love you all. But only if you comment.
----natalie