Okay. Does anyone who actually reads this half-abandoned journal happen to know anything about La Conner or whatever the hell it is?

(YES MOM I POSTED)

Oh! Oh!


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I feel like jumping in a lake.

You should, too.

Looks like I'm helping with costumes this summer.

About five minutes ago, a truck smashed into a minivan just off the street where I live.

Bleargah.
Bleccccchhhh.
And ack.

However, I have a postcard and memories of Daniel's reaction to two liters of Pepsi. Today, he is a member of the Church of Kat.

I lost my best friend. No, really. I lost her and couldn't find her. Then I found her again on Hoyt.

"Swallow, wash it down, and then lick your fingers."

Some people are just creative.
Others are depressive.
Others are annoying.
Some are both.

A surprisingly good weekend ( Read more... )

>.<
Yeah, that's it.

HAHAHAHA.
A friend of mine said this to me:
"I've been studying English my entire life and you have better grammar than I do. You're born to be a bloody editor. '_'"
Funfun.