dude, fucking blogger not publishing shit. fuck.


i JUST got home.


i have class in five hours.


i smell all smokey


i got kissed by a drag queen.


bowling for columbine is incredible. see it.


my mascara is ALL over my face. party on.


i have so many emails.... that i opened the inbox.... was like "holy fuck" and closed it.


i have three voicemails.


i'm going to bed.