Nov 05, 2005 17:25
So it's cold. Word up its cold.
I have wheat thins in my teeth.
I think they should be called wheat thicks.
Then I would enjoy them a lot more.
It's almost my birthday. And the thought makes me sick.
Literally.
But whatever. I deal with it.
"then it started raining"
I am hungry. So god damn yrgnuh.
I want to be made.
Other than that. Life is great.
Big smiles.