Britney must die. My dear sister was in control of the radio this afternoon, and luckily I wasn't driving because I would have sideswept the car so she would be injured. She played that 'Toxic' song from, of course, kiis fm GAH, and I plugged my ears and deeply hyperventalated, hoping to pass out... didn't work, but my loud breathing in my head was good enough to keep the infernal crap out of my ears.
Hiho! I'm alive (in response to last journal entry). I have to talk to Laurel about getting rid of all of the Tea Series. It was covering something up, but I can't tell you what, because if I could then I wouldn't have bothered in the first place. Duh. ^^
well, I feel unloved by that. :( oh well... sorry you couldn't come and bathe the fluff-balls today, was v. fun, btw, are you ever gonna answer my comment about QAF at Idyllwild? Need to know before Sunday, y'know...
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