*pets her icon*
how many people windows 2000 users don't know the function of the tiny 'x' in the corner of an application?
yay. i wrapped almost everything. now, only 800 more to go!! (exaggeration. oh please, people, i'm not that rich.) and i got $15 bucks for getting a black eye today. is my vision worth it? she almost broke my glasses. if she had, boy would she not have a head right now. i'm gonna get to pick out rj's new glasses with him this is completely off-topic but okay, it's the truth. (there's this picture on msn with a dude sitting there wearing headphones and he's like hell jesus this is bad music) i want to make some more icons... i made rachel three icons, and then i poked myself in the forehead and then went to watch nikki. and that's where i got a black eye (she kicked me in the face how polite right??) and i talked (briefly) with mirko and i'm still slightly jealous of all his beautiful ex-girlfriends but what the hell for? i'm just jealous in general. that, and i don't like girls who wear makeup (i wear chapstick, that's different) and who dump my best friends. i need to mail things. mail mail mail, (let's do the post office song) we love mail... oh such mailing shall I DO!
+ it's like this, neighbor: merry christmas, happy halloween/easter/july/college day or whatever, but no - i won't do your laundry stop asking. if you're not too lazy to spend all day washing your fabulously oversized truck with a rear suspension cradle that is over my height, then get your squeagliesploosh the joseph up and do your own laundry in your own bejeeking washing machine. i swear to jehosava (jee-hoe-sah-vah) i've never met anyone with less common sense. how many times to you need to show your underwear to the critically suspecting teenage girl who lives next door? it's... ewgh, it's sad, he wears whities - something i hoped i would never have to see again. i need to loan the poor guy a pair of my boxers he's sad without them. no wonder he wears the bad jeans everywhere.
if you have ordered "the item" and you will be in the "california" san francisco "bay" area for "delivery," then i only have one "thing" to tell you and that is: your "fly" is undone.
hah. i'm going to see TTT with rj... and gonna see the ring with greg... and... and and damn, i need some girl people to hang out with. where are they? (not peg damnit she's weird and she likes to rub her face on my thigh... don't ask)
yay. i wrapped almost everything. now, only 800 more to go!! (exaggeration. oh please, people, i'm not that rich.) and i got $15 bucks for getting a black eye today. is my vision worth it? she almost broke my glasses. if she had, boy would she not have a head right now. i'm gonna get to pick out rj's new glasses with him this is completely off-topic but okay, it's the truth. (there's this picture on msn with a dude sitting there wearing headphones and he's like hell jesus this is bad music) i want to make some more icons... i made rachel three icons, and then i poked myself in the forehead and then went to watch nikki. and that's where i got a black eye (she kicked me in the face how polite right??) and i talked (briefly) with mirko and i'm still slightly jealous of all his beautiful ex-girlfriends but what the hell for? i'm just jealous in general. that, and i don't like girls who wear makeup (i wear chapstick, that's different) and who dump my best friends. i need to mail things. mail mail mail, (let's do the post office song) we love mail... oh such mailing shall I DO!
+ it's like this, neighbor: merry christmas, happy halloween/easter/july/college day or whatever, but no - i won't do your laundry stop asking. if you're not too lazy to spend all day washing your fabulously oversized truck with a rear suspension cradle that is over my height, then get your squeagliesploosh the joseph up and do your own laundry in your own bejeeking washing machine. i swear to jehosava (jee-hoe-sah-vah) i've never met anyone with less common sense. how many times to you need to show your underwear to the critically suspecting teenage girl who lives next door? it's... ewgh, it's sad, he wears whities - something i hoped i would never have to see again. i need to loan the poor guy a pair of my boxers he's sad without them. no wonder he wears the bad jeans everywhere.
if you have ordered "the item" and you will be in the "california" san francisco "bay" area for "delivery," then i only have one "thing" to tell you and that is: your "fly" is undone.
hah. i'm going to see TTT with rj... and gonna see the ring with greg... and... and and damn, i need some girl people to hang out with. where are they? (not peg damnit she's weird and she likes to rub her face on my thigh... don't ask)