So here I am, yet again, wracked by insomnia (okay, I know that you can't really be "wracked" by insomnia, but I REALLY wanted to use that word in a sentence), trying toi figure out what kind of clever, attention-getting bullshit I can post on my blog.
How fucked up is that the only blogging I've done is on an adult sex site, and Suicide Girls? I mean, I really hope my mom doesn't find these things, ya know?
Who am I kidding. I left the adult sex site because I was afraid that I might hook up with my mom by accident. She's a freak.
Anyway... am I babbling? Look, a bird!!
Good night, phreaks und phreakettes. I'm gonna... pass... out... eventually...
How fucked up is that the only blogging I've done is on an adult sex site, and Suicide Girls? I mean, I really hope my mom doesn't find these things, ya know?
Who am I kidding. I left the adult sex site because I was afraid that I might hook up with my mom by accident. She's a freak.
Anyway... am I babbling? Look, a bird!!
Good night, phreaks und phreakettes. I'm gonna... pass... out... eventually...