Well, I wrote a fairly long poem about a friend that will never read it. It is entitled, "Sweetened Life." Stephanie, this is for you ( Read more... )

Did any of you know that fhqwgads is a real english word? Get this! Can you believe I spelled it right? Oh yeah, like I was saying, the true definition of fhqwgads is "An object or creature that needs to "come on;" is not "to the limit" as of late." I mean, who'd have guessed it? Not me, that's for sure. Well, that's all I really wanted to ( Read more... )

Welly, welly, welly, well. What do I say for my first entry? I don't know. Ummm... ummm.... Well I uh... have a live journal, though Tom said he would never let me get one. I have no friends and I can finally wear sunglasses without losing my eyesight. Since half of my life was spent without that privelege, I find that completely awesome, and ( Read more... )