They can try to make me like football, but they will not succeed.
I confessed my new crush on Nelly to Katrina, and also started knitting a plum kerchief for her. It will be the honor of my yarns to rest atop her sexy medusa hair wiggles.
I burninated my tongue on some frothy fake coffee thing that Flame's mom served with dessert last night. It was good.
I sipped chunky fruit beverages with the Man and the Misfit while glass crawdads stared at me. Have you had the bubble teas, the sour jello drinks? The beeg straw? I saved my beeg straw, it was big and black. I also took some toothpicks.
I want to fold the Balding Divine into a folding bed and wrap the whole mess in pink cellophane like a readymade Easter basket....
8:36 a.m. - 2004-01-12
Recent entries:
Return
Another cup
three sweets
merry me
glazing squash
My profile
Archives
Notes
Diaryland
Random
RSS
others:
addieplum
sooner
beulahbondo
satchmo3
bathtubmary
corazon
arajane
asitwere
habbit
bevin
justcircles
kittybukkake
manchichi
meism
might
n-poledancer
nudeplatypus
nyquilgirl
participant
ramanda
redblur
ricka
ska-t
spunkygypsy
puddleslut
weeme
zaziel
zantimisfit
idiot-milk
novembre
pablo
grlscout
snideblonde
pirate-ships
christy13
myra-lee
pro-keds
cindie-loo
discodave
demoderby
madrigle
life-like
solarlab
ihatejodie
salmondriver
heckafresh
iooi
mr-sparkles
gimcrack
quiconque
um-excuse-me
shastared
echoman
bean-n-bacon
daughters
falafeltruck
sirawesome
hose-clamp
misskubelik