...so i went with my own eyes to see...
This entry will probably be scattered with non-sequiturs and other oddities because i'm in an unusually creative and flirtatious mood,
ooh la la.
www.moby.com..... delicious!
I like boys. I like when my manager at work flirts with me, but I don't like the fact that I don't know whether he has a girlfriend or not. He's 22.. sneaky bastard. I'd do him.
The weather has been soooo beautiful these past two days. I love, and can't possibly wait for the Bostonian summertime, especially the flowers on the common...
I now have a checking account with citizens. please don't rip me off.
I have been a choco-holic lately, anything fron junior mints to dark chocolate has made its way to and through my fingertips. I think maybe because i'm a little depressed with all this insanity lately.
My first radio show was success. So was the second one I hear. The FCC isn't after me yet. Thank God.
Let's not even talk about my crushes right now. There are a few, a few too many. There needn't be. It's definitely making life more interesting. Again, thank God for that.
Can't wait until things settle into place. Toast. Jam. Two people. Sleeping in and having to pull the fucking shades down because of my southern facing penthouse window. Such the tragedy.
I used to want to write a book.
Now, I just want to live it.
(((Maaaaaaaaadrid!~)))
ooh la la.
www.moby.com..... delicious!
I like boys. I like when my manager at work flirts with me, but I don't like the fact that I don't know whether he has a girlfriend or not. He's 22.. sneaky bastard. I'd do him.
The weather has been soooo beautiful these past two days. I love, and can't possibly wait for the Bostonian summertime, especially the flowers on the common...
I now have a checking account with citizens. please don't rip me off.
I have been a choco-holic lately, anything fron junior mints to dark chocolate has made its way to and through my fingertips. I think maybe because i'm a little depressed with all this insanity lately.
My first radio show was success. So was the second one I hear. The FCC isn't after me yet. Thank God.
Let's not even talk about my crushes right now. There are a few, a few too many. There needn't be. It's definitely making life more interesting. Again, thank God for that.
Can't wait until things settle into place. Toast. Jam. Two people. Sleeping in and having to pull the fucking shades down because of my southern facing penthouse window. Such the tragedy.
I used to want to write a book.
Now, I just want to live it.
(((Maaaaaaaaadrid!~)))