Wednesday, December 21, 2005
Distant relatives chattering incoherently with family outside room.
Brain cells dying from lack of recuperation, sex, stress, and the abstinance from shopping retailers.
Nose is screwed like two hippos shoved up my nostrils and eyeballs seem like they wanna try bungee-jumping.
Bitched by former close fren a few moments earlier of incredulous reasons undisclosed.
Yup, greaaattt day we're having.
Oh, and by the way; a Happiest 18th Birthday to our friendly resident stoner, Jeremy!
Cheers...literally. ;)
8:57 PM
Who needs love?