Sunday, August 31, 2003

I want candy...and bitch, I got it.

So, one request for a mix, anyone else? Prj, you will be getting that soon.

I really have NOTHING to blog right now, but I slept like fourteen hours last night, and I fell asleep in the middle of my nightly prayer. According to my cousin....::whisper::its the work of the....::whisper:: I'm scared. I think I'll be a bad girl now. WAit, no. No, I will not. Eh, yeah. Also, I was just informed that I should be the next girl in So Weird, but sorry. I'm not any daughter of Mackenzie Phillips. So fuck off. Where's mars?

Things that should not be touched:
--me, because I'm hot stuff.
--my tits, because that is such a violation of my personal space. Fuck, stop readin this out loud, Kathleen.

I say the wrong words to songs. I'm dumb.

Look below for my post yesterday which was so much more witty and interesting.

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