Wednesday, April 13, 2005

Twenty twenty twenty four hours agoooo i want to be sedated.

Nothing to do, no where to goooo, I wanna be sedated....
BY WINE.
yahoooooooooo.
Just checked my email- got some stee-uff done for Star Farms (fingers crossed again). We are low on the cashola (well, eliz and ferg are... and we know MY broke ass situation) so we're drinkin' in tonight. Mmm Mmm.

Dawn... i love ya. Liz.... i love ya. Why do our friends suck? Nick... you're shady (you said it, not me) but i wouldn't trade ya for tapanga any day. I still wanna punch-a-size your face in... but in that not really kinda way.

Where's everyone else? It's shin kickin' time...

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