Fuck you, not being able to delete entries.
Anyway, I did call Neil last night and I think it went okay. I told him I'd cut up his body and sell it for parts and let my dog bury the rest in my couch. He's going to be coming back into town next Thursday late at night and he said he'd call me, so now I have a week to make myself as attractive as possible and get a bunch of shit done so I'm not worrying about that shit when he gets here. He better fucking call me to hang out on Thursday night because I don't want to do my makeup and change my clothes and shit then be all dressed up with no place to go, since he specifically said he'd call me to hang out when he got back on Thursday night.
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And I forgot that I already posted in here that I called Neil. Fucking journals, memory, whatever.
Anyway, I did call Neil last night and I think it went okay. I told him I'd cut up his body and sell it for parts and let my dog bury the rest in my couch. He's going to be coming back into town next Thursday late at night and he said he'd call me, so now I have a week to make myself as attractive as possible and get a bunch of shit done so I'm not worrying about that shit when he gets here. He better fucking call me to hang out on Thursday night because I don't want to do my makeup and change my clothes and shit then be all dressed up with no place to go, since he specifically said he'd call me to hang out when he got back on Thursday night.
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And I forgot that I already posted in here that I called Neil. Fucking journals, memory, whatever.
as good as *baleeeeeeted!*
[Edited on May 14, 2004 12:39AM]