alas, my account is about to expire. oh, SG, how i probably won't miss you at all.

to the cool kids: you know who you are, i hope. i love you dearly. i may not be vey good at keeping in touch or picking up the phone, but know that i think you're the best. i wouldn't have been around here this long without you.

look me up:
myspace.
livejournal.
aim = burnbrightk


to everyone else: ha. yeah. so, i certainly won't be going out of my way to be in the same room with you. i hope you and your drama have a happy life together.


in other news:

apparently, i look like a drug user/dealer? i was chit-chatting about christmas shopping with the girls in starbucks while on break at work. of course, mine is nowhere near done, but i realized that i had at least gotten redviolet out of the way (incidentally, she already has her gifts). so the girl says to me, "what did you get her? drugs?" yeah... uh... i totally got her an eight-ball for christmas.

also: i specifically asked santa for no snow this year. i guess i've not been nice.

ha. which is actually very apparent by the fact that i spent a good five to ten minutes laughing at the pizza guy while he wandered around our cul-de-sac looking for our building. hey, it's not my fault he can't read numbers.


anyway.
i'm out.


maybe someday if the sets and the girls stop looking EXACTLY THE FUCKING SAME, i'll come back. until then, SG, i pretty much hope you fall off the face of the earth... or at least start an organization for your main cause. perhaps you can call it Porn Sites Against Free Speech.