I don’t want to fight tonight.
cold and rainy
not robot girl
My right ear is all clogged up.Â So that’s fun.
You’re a bum.
I don’t have time to get sick.Â No sick.Â I refuse.
I did not break the database.
I can go home now, yes?
I didn’t have any crazy dreams this time.
This cookie is disappointing.Â That’s what I get for giving in to temptation.
Something about arsenic?
Oh it must be time to talk about the weather.Â Again.
Now I’ve completely forgotten what I was doing.
I need some money.
I am not sending blank emails.Â You’re crazy.Â Also that was funny.
Burn, baby, burn.
It’s hot in here.Â I must actually be getting sick.
Must shoot card.
It won’t make any greatest hits albums.
Well these drugs aren’t working at all.Â I’m still entirely clogged.Â Stupid cloggy cementy sinus crap.
I’m not going to get my Christmas break, am I?
After having seen Chris Isaak live, I love him even more.Â I will go see him again.
No iPod for you!
You can send me drunken office party texts.
I’m never going to get this done.
Only one … that’s interesting.
I’m so hungry!
Zinc on an empty stomach was probably not my best idea ever.
Yes.Â Yes I do need three weeks between semesters.
It’s the vanity.
bummer. i so thoroughly enjoy hearing about the crazy dreams. try harder next time.
you WILL get your christmas break. you WILL get your christmas break. you WILLL!
i sucked at the drunken office party texts. i was too drunk.