I'm fucking textbook case.
That irritates me.
Way mild, though.
I also love Rob Zombie. I'm almost embarrassed by this, but, um, not really. Rob Zombie makes fantastic music. It's really hilarious stuff - you know, that really showy metal crap. With zombies and shit, I think. I don't even know, but it's really fantastic stuff.
"She's a killer! She's a thriller! SPOOKSHOW BABY!"
Saturday, June 7, 2008
Friday, June 6, 2008
Not QUITE the worst day of my life.
But close enough. Blah, blah, blah.
Naw, man, I want to be happy, so I will be. You know why? I have magnificent teeth. Really, really magnificent teeth.
Can I get an amen, sunshine? I thought so.
But. I graduated. I got lots of gorgeous expensive jewelry and $600. I'm rich, baby. Because I'm doing a catsitting job (it pays ridiculously well because she's known me for so long, I guess) and I might be tutoring someone this summer. So I'm going to be rolling in it. I have my own cards. And I have fucking options. I like this. You have no idea how much I like this.
Naw, man, I want to be happy, so I will be. You know why? I have magnificent teeth. Really, really magnificent teeth.
Can I get an amen, sunshine? I thought so.
But. I graduated. I got lots of gorgeous expensive jewelry and $600. I'm rich, baby. Because I'm doing a catsitting job (it pays ridiculously well because she's known me for so long, I guess) and I might be tutoring someone this summer. So I'm going to be rolling in it. I have my own cards. And I have fucking options. I like this. You have no idea how much I like this.
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