This weekend did not go anywhere near according to plan. I did not end up getting to see Vanilla Ice. DodRaibeid did go and he said it was okay until the guy started pulling drunk girls on stage and shouting stuff about the war or something. I did end up getting drunk with my friends Tammy and Drea. Then they dressed me up in sexy clothes and boosted my ego by telling me how hot I looked. It was fun. We were all very silly. Today I watched the last few episodes of Sex in the City and cried. Smith must be the sweetest man on earth! I don't know how many times he has made me cry!
I need to stop typing now because I hurt my wrist and typing is killing me. I should be asleep right now anyway. I've barely gotten any sleep since Tuesday. Goodight.
I need to stop typing now because I hurt my wrist and typing is killing me. I should be asleep right now anyway. I've barely gotten any sleep since Tuesday. Goodight.
VIEW 3 of 3 COMMENTS
that's one of my mottos.
what else?
life's a grave, dig it.
a few more, i'll think of them...they're comical. mildly, anyway.
-k