Where the fuck is Kirsten Dunst?
I had to delete my last post because I realized how much douche juice was flowing in it. Fucking sell outs.
Off to bed. Bloody Mary’s tomorrow night, fuck yes. My hair is greasy and you know what? I might just go to work like this. SUCK IT. I hope I don’t have awkward dreams about you again.
I think I was 10 when this shit came out. I had the biggest crush on the lead singer.
There’s this chick at my work who keeps inviting me to her bridal shower and keeps telling me to remind her to email me the evite. BITCH! WTF? I’d rather cut my nose off and eat it, or get hit by a train then go to your bridal shower. Why the fuck would I REMIND you to email me the evite? Anyway, it’s getting real awkward because I just keep fake lauging when she comes up to me...
Tomorrow it all begins.
Fuck, I forgot regulatory was a word just now.
Someone keeps trying to send me picture messages. My phones off…
Ok ok, enough with the TCM. For now. This weather is superb. I’m going to take a bath.
I MISS YOU! When you get back we have to go to Taki and talk about your French experience.