Back to classes the week after next. It's going to be weird to be around people my own age again. Well...closer to my age than elementary school children, anyway.
It's the middle of January and it's 82 degrees (Farenheit, dur). God, I love California sometimes.
Pfft, you have mail....be warned, I was sleepy, sleep-deprived, and I think I made four grammatical errors in one sentence. Just ignore it, if you would be so kind.
Driving is why I could never quit smoking. I'd have to kill somone if the nicotine wasn't there to keep me calm. At least down there, they know how to merge.
New Year's Resolution: quit eating so fucking much. Also, quit picking up the phone, since it's almost never anything I want to hear. So I suppose I'll be an anorexic hermit. Joy.
I'm seeing The Rev tomorrow night. Tonight, I'm working my ass off.
The weather is fucking madness tonight. Rain coming in SIDEWAYS is not something one usually deals with in Southern California. I'm afraid one of the trees is going to blow over and fall on my half-new car.
I saw in the 50s group that you were looking for a good garter belt! I don't know what size you are but I'm selling one on ebay for dirt cheap.Heres the link if your interested!!!!