.084; three teaspoons in a t-t-t-TABLESPOON!
I wish i could play golf. remember when i used to want to join chess club? i still do i just have to, ya know, learn what all the little wooden people do... and what they are called. there are a lot of rules in chess. too many to memorize, which i think i could use to my advantage. i could just go to some chess club meeting somewhere and play against some dork in a sweater vest and if i do something really complicated, they may confuse my stupidity for skill. if the sweater vest dude questions me i could just be like "What? that's legal! DON'T QUESTION ME YOU EFFIN' PANSY! gosh! you're so retarded." then he would run away crying (or he'd kick my ass. hmm...)
i dropped my ipod yesterday and now the little circle button thingy doesn't stick. yay.
i woke up this morning with about seven really dark half moon shaped bruises on my leg. i often get bruises and i almost never know where they are form because i fall down about fifty times in a day, but there has never been so many, this dark and of the same shape. i thought it was kinda weird. YOU probably think it's kinda dull. i'm going to post it anyways. Jerk.
pansy. pansy. pansy. pansy. pansy.
i've been a flower girl three times. i've been in four weddings. i think i'm all weddinged out.
ew, at work yesterday my boss was telling me all the ways that lesbians can use condoms. lesbians are resoursful.