Man I'm bored. I need something to do...Last night I wanted to go swimming in someone's fountain (which, I was told, was eight feet deep) but the people i was with wouldn't let me....just because someone had a dream about me drowning...oh well, probably for the better ( Read more... )

I think I'm getting the hang of this. Now you can reply to my messages....I don't know why you would want to...but you can.

I have succumb to the pressure and, in an effort to keep up with the times, gotten myself a livejournal. I won't be writing in it very often, but I have one....Oh god, I'm such a tool....er....livejournals are cool...and all of my friends that have them are cool too...haha....wow, I can't stop typing, I've become a slave to the....ah, fuck it...