AHAHAHAHA. Wow. I really hate liars. I have learned quite a bit about some folks in the past few days that has really killed it for me. I HATE BOTTLE HOES. Seriously, there's no need. Don't be a bottle hoe because being that desperate is really quite sad. Lying to people who you know won't remember anything the next day is also extremely ridiculous ( Read more... )

I hate getting sad. Nothing has made me more sad in a long time. I suppose these things all have to happen sometime though. I can't always get what I want. It just seems like I really never get what I really want the most. I guess every dog has his day. Today was just not my day...And I don't feel like it ever will be.

SUBURBU + SUBURBI= MUCH FLYING SALESMAN ALL NIGHT LONG.

Cereal + GBH = Cure for just getting fired. I don't even feel bad about it, I'm just going to miss the steady cash flow.

Sabrina's a tired little Latino.

I ruined my layout. Crap. I'm too tired to fix this shizz. I will tomorrow. After I'm done taking 50's zombie pics with Erica and Liana. WOO HOO!

I also bought blue docs, 2 sailor jerry shirts, and a leopard print skirt on Haight today. It was very scrumtralescent...Caca, only you know what scrumtralescent is.

http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/video/freestyle.php

Poor, poor soul.

Why do I keep throwing up? I HATE throwing up and can usually stop myself. I feel so bad.

One more thing...

Friends Only Honey!

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I now know the town I'm moving to. Hampton, Virginia.

Cold steak with ranch, ginormous glass of Raspberry Lemonade Iced Tea, and a Ho-Ho. I get really weird cravings at night. Almost like I'm pregnant. In which case, it's your baby.


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