For all of you that got the joy of seeing that wierd picture that had my name at the bottom of it, Jonathan totally posted it. Way not me.

The life of a vegetarian is full of conflict, daring, and adventure. First you have conflict, all of which happens without you even talking. People everyone are suspicious of you and your non-meat activities. It can only mean that you plan on removing their meats with your espionage group as they sleep ( Read more... )

Apparently this has become a me get-drunk-and rant-journal and a jonathan-remember-my-password and write-tons-of-crazy-things-kind-of-journal. I should change my password but I so don't care. The end.

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I am also the most hormonal woman ever, if you prick me, do I not ooze estrogen?

I fantasize about being gang raped by hobbits. Fo' Sheezy.

So, contrary to popular belief, the last few entries were not added do to my drunkeness, but rather because Jonathan should totally die. So I'm taking them off.

sometimes I cry because I realized that I will never walk on the moon. Or be a real person.

Killing is a retro-active abortion, I want to retro-actively abort Sam Kinison, oh wait, I did.

"well i couldnt turn you down. you've been after my pants since 6th or 7th grade it'd be like going to a 3rd world country and not giving the kids something to eat while you have a picnic".... yea, my life rules