your intestines smell of an ignited elevator shaft

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<<2003-09-13 4:45 p.m.>>
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in this room there is a stand holding a massive dictionary, and if a light shines on it from just the right angle it truly resembles a condor's wingspan. please don't eat my dead babies

was that woody harrelson i saw in town today smoking a cigarette, picking his nose and smacking a little girl at the same time, allwhilst wearing rollerblades? i doubt it, though he is in town for the film festival

ah yes, the film festival. the one my friend was supposed to sign us up for, until she flaked out and decided she didn't want to do it so i shouldn't either. she also failed to call me last night like she said she would, so instead of knowing i was not involved with this event at all i had to drive 40 miles round trip to be turned away and sent back into the rain. 2 thumbs down and a kick in the teeth, you stinky poo poo head. i think i'll steal her first born, too

having another warm body in your bed is always nice, especially when it is an adorable boy you have en entirely platonic relationship with. it was fun until i woke up this morning to find him rubbing his cheek on my cat and whispering "fuzzy little baby, so cuuuute fuzzy little baby". i really wish i was kidding. but before he got creepy we od'd on samosas and watched movies until 3 a.m. so he hasn't been removed from my "sane friends" list

and tonight is the ceremonial removal of my ovaries. who is coming? there will be popcorn and pumpkin pie for all in attendance. your presence will be appreciated

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