Oh, good god, this paper is driving me nuts. I don't think I've ever been this stuck
On a lighter note, tonight was fun and relaxing (if you remove the worrying-about-my-paper aspect), we watched Clean Sweep and What Not To Wear on TLC...ah, it was great. And ate fried chicken. I'm gonna marry fried chicken, and Jell-o will be my lover. Mmmm Jello. But I may have to take pork lo mein, fudgesicles, chips and salsa, and manicotti as my mistresses. Oh, my love affair with food. Jesus, I almost left out McDonald's deliciously greasy fries. It's getting chilly here in Tampa, boohoo. I hear tell that there's a cold front coming thru. Boo on cold. I'm moving to Jamaica, where it's perpetually warm and George Bush isn't the President.

manicotti
welcome to the site, now go write your paper,
what's the paper aboout?