| Tuesday, February 26, 2002 11:01pm | ||||||
| I may die. I really may. People are dumb. People blah I can hardly even talk. I will have a heart attack real real real soon. BAH. You are all dumb. I love you, but you are dumb. I have more projects than ever. Julia, Lauren, Abbey, and jesus christ what the hell am I going to do with Laura, who doesn't like Billy. Because if I keep drilling it into her head, she will finally realize it's true. I'd talk about my day but it was uneventful. Except I ate lunch with Lauren. I have so many projects. God damn. What I need is a massage. And a milkshake and a hot bath at the same time. Here's you sorry excuse for a thing of the day. I put people quotes up. Enjoy. |
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