I love you Grandma.

Fuck assholes in cars who think it's funny to slam your brakes and open your door on a bunch of kids on bikes.

Fuck assholes on fucking tall bikes who think that THEM falling on top of ME is somehow my fault.

Fuck.

Well, I saw Morrissey tonight.

I can't really express how I feel. Uh, yeah I don't know.

He was wonderful. I expected so much, and it exceeded.

Hopefully it won't be the last time.

So I think this is probably the most exciting thing I have ever posted in here. (And I've had this thing since 10th grade.)

I am going to see Morrissey when he comes here.

Fuck yes.

OKAYUPDATE!

Hay guess wut?

My moped don't work.

Boo.

END>!

Okay so I got my moped running straight. Shit is tight, I'm so excited. I still need to tweak it here and there, but nothing compared to it not running FOREVER!

I'm ready to move on to my next moped. I NEED A MAGNUM!@ That would be so sexy.

That is all.

Okay well first off, I'm drunk.

I went to my friend's first show at the Triple tonight. It was tons of fun and dancing!

Tat's it, thjanks.

I believe it was best said today as: "You've had your blinders on for way too long."

Geez, when your perception of someone is exactly opposite of their true character it kind of blows your fucking mind.

Oh well, better now than later.

So I did something really dangerous just now.

I watched the new 90210. :O

Okay so I was looking through my friend's entries and I point my mouse over my myspace link. You know how a snap preview pops up. Well it shows my myspace with my name, age, and location. Then at the bottom it has some words/links that I guess are supposed to be associated with me. They are as follows: mopeds, richmond virginia, trashy, flash ( Read more... )