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2004 14 January :: 7.42pm
:: Mood: Empty
I've been trying to think of something to say since the last time I updated, but there's nothing to say. Haven't had a whole lot to say recently. Listening, I suppose. Lemme tell ya, it's a bit dangerous. But if you don't have anything to say, what can you do but listen? I love how people are given three options in this...talking, listening, or complete removal from society. Seems there should be something more to it. Atleast in my opinion. Because at this point, I have nothing to say, and I can hardly remove myself from the situation. I'm forced to listen. Not that like I don't want to listen to what my friends have to say, you're missing the point. Perhaps I missed the point too.
Took les chiens to the dog beach last weekend.. I can't remember if I've written about this before or not. Oh well, if I have, here it is again, and if you don't want to read it again, go to the next paragraph. Long drive, wrong directions, long walk with two dogs down A1A with no sidewalk, then we finally got to the dog beach. I took both dogs down on their leashes to the water, fully expecting hershey to be scared out of her mind, because the dog doesn't even like a bath, but Sasha, she loves to swim. I was expecting her to go nuts and love it. I never thought about the waves. They scared the hell out of her. I'd lead her down to where the water just was, then she'd run away trying not to get hit by a wave. Quite amusing, actually. I went into the water a bit, and got her to stick her paws in. Then I got a tennis ball and gave Hershey back to my mom. Put Sasha on the retractable leash and threw the ball a little bit into the water. She ran after it, and discovered that the waves were no more than moving water. Next throw was out in about 3 feet of water and she just swam right out to get it. After a few throws I took her off her leash, but left her harness thingy on, having never had her off leash in a non-fenced place. She's so obsessed with tennis balls, she barely left my side. We played fetch in the water for hours, she was so amazed. After about 10 minutes of off-leash though, I took her harness off, since it was serving no purpose really and it was getting all sandy. But the beach is Sasha's new favorite thing. She loved running in the water, digging in the sand, the whole nine yards. Hershey was, well, she's a beagle, what can I say.. My mom, like an idiot, listens to this lady who is there with her dog, who has never seen hershey before in her life, when she tells her to let hershey off the leash. Now hershey doesn't run away, but she goes at a pace a little faster than my mom does, smelling everything. Before you knew it, she was a good 25 yards away, too far for comfort. I had to go chase her down three times before my mom was finally convinced that random people at the dog beach are probably not the most reliable source for dog training information. The whole day though, I only saw about 4 other dogs, no more than 3 at one time. So it was pretty good. Now I hear they are closing the one in Boynton that we went to, but there is one in Fort Lauderdale. Hmm..
I'm sick of school. I have decided this, as I sit here, at 8:00 at night, having done no homework. There is no way I'm going to finish all the Zen reading for tomorrow. I still have chem hw to do and look up freaking vocab words. Grr. Christmas break was like nothing. Not that I didn't have fun, but it does not feel at all like I was out of school for two weeks. Well, what are ya gonna do..
I'm getting increasingly annoyed at some friends. Not naming names, not like they read this, but still. It's just getting to me. I spend every waking hour either at school or doing schoolwork. I think I see some of my friends too much. It's getting to that point where I just need a break from some people. I'm like that though. It's not like I hate them or don't want to be their friend anymore or anything like that, it's just I have issues seeing the same people every day for months, talking about the same things, complaining about the same things, etc. Not that I'm one to talk about being in a rut, I'm famous in the band room for having the same thing for lunch every single day, but in things like people, I just need something different. Maybe it's not even the people themselves, but just general discontent for what's going on. Everything has just turned into one big monotony. I feel like I'm going nowhere, but at the same time am going too fast. I feel so old, but at the same time feel like I have made no progress. I am working too hard to be doing nothing with my life. What have I done for the past 17 years? Have I accomplished anything at all? For too many people, 17 years is a lifetime. How would that be? To accomplish nothing in your whole life. I feel like we are constantly preparing for our next step of life. When are we going to get there? It's like we are headed towards some invisible destination which can be seen by no one. It seems so pointless to me. I mean, if you think about it, I'm going to be in school until I'm like 25, atleast. Is it worth it? I'll barely be working as long as I will have been in school. What the hell is up with that? Have you ever thought about that before? You spend nearly as long preparing for something as you do actually doing it. I feel like it's all a big waste of time. Maybe it is. Who knows..
I'll get over it.
Do you have the time
To listen to me whine
About nothing and everything, all I want
I am one of those
Melodramatic fools
Neurotic to the bone, no doubt about it
Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid
Or am I stoned?
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2004 14 January :: 1.48pm
:: Mood: shocked
I just got as close to a car accident as i ever have today.
On I-95 coming back from my Dad's house, there was an older mazda in front of me that kept swerving, it looked like his left rear wheel was mis-aligned or somethin, but anyway...you know those little protrusions in the walls around the linton, atlantic exits for the light posts? well he hit one of those and flew up the side of the wall, getting completely airborn, coming back down with the left side of the car hitting the wall before the tires even touched back down. Wasnt worried yet, but that caused the car to take a hard right and then left back into the wall in which it went about 50-0 in 3 seconds and i had to slam on the brakes to keep from hitting him. got towed to the atlantic off ramp, cop came got the story from me, turns out the guy had no license or insurance. the weirdest part is that there was not a single thing wrong with him, he was fine, perfectly fine.
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2004 11 January :: 10.04pm
FIRSTS
First screen name: tclonyl (yea, i know)
First piercing/tattoo: none
First credit card: none
First enemy: none
First concert: Billy Joel and Elton John!
First musician you remember hearing in your house: Vanilla Ice
LASTS
Last big car ride: Naples and back in one day
Last kiss: sophmore/junior summer
Last library book: too lnog to remember
Last movie seen: Ali G In Da House
In the theatre: the sailing movie
Last food consumed: hershey's kiss
Last phone call: will
Last CD played: Oldies Mix
Last annoyance: being cut off going home from work
Last soda drank: pepsi
Last time scolded: hott water!
Last website visited: whats a website?
SHORT ANSWER
I AM: bored
I WANT: stuff
I HAVE: stuff
I WISH: for stuff
I HATE: some stuff
I FEAR: other stuff
I HEAR: dead people?
I WONDER: if the waitress at bru's got mad for us leaving a dollar tip
I LOVE: going to sebring
I ACHE: nope
I ALWAYS: am alive
I AM NOT: dead
I DANCE: like a white boy
I SING: badly/all the time
I CRY:...but dont like to admit it sometimes
I AM NOT ALWAYS: running
I WRITE: music
I WIN: stuff
I LOSE: stuff
I CONFUSE: some stuff for other stuff
I NEED: more stuff
I SHOULD: run
YES or NO
YOU KEEP A DIARY: not a physical one
YOU LIKE TO COOK: spaghetti o's
YOU HAVE A SECRET YOU HAVEN'T SHARED WITH ANYONE: yea, but if you ask the right question you will know what it is
DO YOU...?
HAVE A CRUSH: not in particular
WANT TO GET MARRIED: as soon as possible
GET MOTION SICKNESS: no
THINK YOURE A HEALTH FREAK: no
GET ALONG WITH YOUR PARENTS: i have no parents
LIKE THUNDERSTORMS: impartial
CURRENT HAIR COLOR: brown
BIRTHPLACE: Boynton Beach
FAVORITES
NUMBER: 91
COLOR: blue
DAY: Friday
MONTH: June (stanley cup finals!)
SONG(S): Fool in the Rain
SEASON: Summer
DRINK: iced tea
PREFERENCES
CUDDLE OR MAKE OUT: yes, please
CHOCOLATE MILK, OR HOT CHOCOLATE: hot choc.
MILK, DARK OR WHITE CHOCOLATE: milk
VANILLA OR CHOCOLATE: chocolate
IN THE LAST DAY, HAVE YOU...
CRIED? no
HELPED SOMEONE? yes
BOUGHT SOMETHING? yes
GOTTEN SICK? no
GONE TO THE MOVIES? no
GONE OUT FOR DINNER? yes
SAID 'i love you'?: every day
WRITTEN A REAL LETTER: no
TALKED TO AN EX?: yes
MISSED AN EX?: no, i see her everyday
WRITTEN IN A JOURNAL?: yes
HAD A SERIOUS TALK?: yes
MISSED SOMEONE?: yes, everyday
HUGGED SOMEONE?: yes
FOUGHT WITH A FRIEND?: no
WOULD YOU EVER:
Eat a bug?: yes, and have
Bungee jump?: yes, and have
Kill someone?: no!
Parachute from a plane?: yes
Walk on hot coals?: hell nah
Go out with someone for their looks?: not solely
Be a vegetarian?: no
Wear plaid with stripes?: what?
IM a stranger?: yes
Sing Karaoke?: i love karaoke!
Get drunk off your Ass?: maybe one day
Shoplift?: no
Run a red light?: no
Star in a porn video?: hell yea!
Dye your hair blue?: no
Be on Survivor?: no
Wear makeup in public?: umm no
Not wear makeup in public?: yea
Cheat on a test?: no
Make someone cry?: beat them with sticks
Date someone more than 10 years older than you?: not now, lol
Stay up all night?: yea
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2004 11 January :: 6.56pm
jazz maaaannnnnn. so i can hum Take 5, but that doesnt help me. Im learning Blue Bossa, like with real music notation! Not tabs! Yes but Mark (my guitar instructor) has decided ive learned all i can possibly learn theorertically about playing blues and rock (i know its kinda conceited but i agree) so we are moving on to jazz, starting with a popular standard, Blue Bossa. Next gig he does he might let me sit in for a couple songs, which i would love to do, and cant wait for him to ask me.
Sebring in two months!! I have officially begun my period of excitement that precedes sebring.
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2004 7 January :: 9.11pm
:: Mood: discontent
:: Music: Miles To Go, which I finally heard. Thanks Amanda for the link.
I figure it's finally time to let you people know what's up. Went to Pittsburgh the 27th of December through the 4th of January. A good time was had by all. It barely snowed Tuesday. Don't get me wrong, it was cold and snowing, but not enough to make a snowman or snowangel or something. So Tuesday was the coldest day; that night me and Karen went to Wildwood Highlands for snow tubing. That was awesome. So fun. Big hill, like HUGE. I was really scared at first, because it's kind of intimidating standing on ice at the foot of this huge hill you're about to go screaming down, but it was so much fun. We also had a good time staying up almost every night into the wee hours of the morning playing game after game of parcheesi. We played a bit of trivial pursuit and outburst as well. Monday night there was a bible study christmas party at their house. So we spent all day cooking and setting up for that, then people showed up and we ate dinner, kids in the family room, adults in the dining room for gossipping. Very amusing. We watched some tv, including a two hour special about the Press Your Luck scandal on the Gameshow Network. That's very interesting. Kinda creepy actually. The guy was totally insane, but that stuff always interests me. If you have not seen the movie Quiz Show go see it. Now. We also spent a lot of time shopping. Went to Sal's, Plato's Closet, and a few malls. We went to this one store, Pawdaddy's, it's an indoor craft fair. It was really cool. That's pretty much all we did. It was fun just hanging out. Now I'm going to post a few inside jokes and memories from the trips, just for my own records. Don't expect to understand them.
Agent 750
It was a cacoustic travesty
Gary's film debut: "They can't teach that kind of talent!"
"Waller"
17....and counting
Pop vs. Soda
"Looks like a full moon tonight!"
Commercials with kids in diapers, people sleeping in morgues, and a little kid who's sad not because his grandpa died, but because spongebob's not on
Gary's mullet
Bible Bowl
NFL Playoffs...wait, Jeff, who are we rooting for again?
Never wear a knee brace in an airport
MatchGame
Lingo
Late-Night Parcheesi Marathons
Jeff and his neverending useless sports trivia answers
Library Hour
Pirates of the Carribbean!!
Edward Scissorhands
Snowtubing
Annorexic Asshole
Life Alert necklaces
Italian Charm shopping
"How do you get home from Beaver Falls??" "I think we're approaching Ohio!" "No, wait, we see a sign! It says...William Flynn Highway!"
"OMG, what if I hallucinated the Steak and Shake?! How will we ever find them?! Oh, it's right by Ikea."
Walking right past Hot Topic
Maz hating Gary
New Year's pretzel
Gary, on his return from work New Year's Eve: "I smell like a bar"
"It's such a nice day out. There's not a cloud in the - oh wait...nevermind."
Monday after I got back I just kinda....slept. Tuesday started back up school, not much to write about there. But it did start my music appreciation class at PBCC. It's...interesting. When we got there, (we being me, krystle and jonide) this one guy was talking to us. He had obviously failed the class atleast once, and told us that the professor was a real flake and we would know what he was talking about as soon as he walked through the door. Boy was he right. He also told us that we would be fine. "Just dont be a smartass and you'll be alright." This class looks so easy though. We spent 15 minutes trying to teach this one lady why a trombone can't play a chord. Special. We have to write three papers, which were sort of making me nervous, until I found out that they were 2 pages each, double spaced, about any musical experience. Oh boy. Haven't had too many of those.. *rolls eyes*
That's all I can think of right now to write, but this will be a progressive entry, mostly only the list of Pittsburgh things, so don't pay attention to it unless your last name is DeBaldo, because you won't get it. Atleast not all of them.
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2004 2 January :: 3.16pm
05 Mustang - Ugly as sin
05 Corvette - just WOW, and who can I thank for the projector headlights. The base engine for the enw C6 is the old Zo6 motor, yes the base 05 corvette will pull about 405 HP and 405 lbs/in for torque. thats a 6 liter V8. and how much will all this cost? well, about the price of an 04 base model corvette. more power and styling for only about 4k more = good way to sell cars.
The enw mustang is gonna have an updated coupe and GT engine. 4L V6 with 205HP and 235lbs/in, Gt with the same 4.6L V8 but uprgraded pistons good for 300HP and 316lbs/ft. I was liking the enw msutang because of its retro look until the final version. Way to novelty if you ask me. they completely deleted andy hint of mustang familiarity on the sides while keeping a "wannabe" attempt at the classic mustang front end.the rear end is nice, even though it looks just like the front in terms of the old mustangs. the interior is finally worth looking at, with the "throwback" gagues a nice touch to go with the modern interior.
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2003 26 December :: 2.31pm
:: Mood: anxious
Ok, I'll update again. Holidays were fine. Thanks everyone for asking. I got a camera lens (shocker) and some other stuff. A necklace that I had admired at the mall surprisingly made its way under my tree. It's not like a diamond or anything, it's silver, but I like it. I'll show you all at school. Remind me. I got a lot of warm clothes too for when I go to Pitt. Will gave me a fiber optic dolphin lamp. It's cool. That's about it. All in all, christmas was rather disappointing. Don't get me wrong. It's got nothing to do at all with the presents. I didn't want anything that I didn't get; mostly because I wanted about 2 things. Well, I didn't get a car, but you know... Can't set my hopes too high. But this year I have just totally lost my enthusiasm for Christmas in general. I'm just like ehh, it was here, now it's over. We didn't decorate the house at all, not even putting ornaments on the tree, only lights. I just don't know what's wrong with me, I love Christmas. But I'm thinking that maybe it's because I have so much to look forward to right now that are better than christmas. I'm looking forward more to going to PA than I normally am for Christmas, and before last week I was looking forward to break more than I normally am for Christmas. So maybe it's not that I've lost my enthusiasm for Christmas, but it is diminished by other things going on? Dunno. I've just been pondering it. I've been doing everything I can to get myself in the Christmas spirit. Listening to Christmas music and stuff. Maybe it's because there weren't gifts to look forward to since the only thing I really wanted I went out and bought for myself. But it's not just the gifts. It's always just Christmas in general. Just seems to not be there.
But I'm sure that it will be tomorrow. Tomorrow will be great. My family up there has a real tree. And a fireplace. And..snow. Hopefully. I'll see snow while I'm there I'm sure, because if all else fails we'll drive 45 minutes to the nearest ski resort. Plus, at Wildwood Highlands they create their own snow if there isn't any real snow because they run snow tubing. Wildwood Highlands, by the way, is Pittsburgh's answer to Boomers. But there's a big hill outside where you can go snow tubing in the winter. Good stuff. So perhaps that's it. Maybe the lack of "Real Christmas" as far as I see it for the past 11 years has drained my enthusiasm for it. That's what I'm going to tell myself.
Aside from that, Christmas was pretty enjoyable. Granparents came for dinner. Yep. As promised, I'll give you a picture from the dogs and their matching Christmas tee-shirts, and then I believe I will bid you farewell until I return from Pittsburgh. I may be able to write a woohu entry while I'm up there, but their computer is currently down. I will have my cell phone, don't hesitate to call. I have no roaming charges. See you on the flip side!
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2003 22 December :: 9.52pm
:: Mood: relaxed
:: Music: "It's Beginning To Look A Lot Like Christmas"
YAY! Look at my new woohu icon! It's my baby! Well, not actually my baby like Amy's baby, but just as good...perhaps better. That's right. I said it. Dogs are better than babies.
My poor Sasha had to go to the vet today because she's been limping. She has hip dysplasia and has had bilateral Femoral Head Ostectomy, which, well, you probably don't want to know what that is. If you want to know, the veterinarian in me will gladly explain it to you. o.~ Anyway, it makes it so her hips can't dislocate anymore, but sometimes I think it just gets swollen and bothers her. So we took her to the vet for an anti-inflammatory shot and she got some medicine, as well as some leftover medicine just incase it acts up again. So she has five days of medicine to get her better now, and five days in reserve. Must remember where I put the bottle. So anyway, she was very brave and everyone loves Sasha at the vet. Molly works there, and I have been there so often lately between annual checkups, Hershey's initial checkup thing and now this, Molly was like Lauren, what are you doing to your dogs?? Haha, I swear, it's not me! So we took the two of them to Petsmart this evening to reward her for being so good at the vet. She's better at getting shots than I am. But I felt so bad for her. Dr. Boss had to like rotate her hip to see what's wrong and she just shot him this look like hey, HEY!! HEY! STOP! But she still licked him anyway. She never gets mad at the vets. She got compliments there too from people in the lobby. They said she's pretty and soft and one lady said she has pretty eyes. Hehe, it's like complementing my kid.. But at petsmart later we got Sasha a new toy and got the two of them matching Christmas shirts that say "A Little Bit Naughty But A Whole Lot Nice". So cute. I'll take a bunch of pictures of the two of them matching later and post them up here. This will have to hold you over till then.
The Dynamic Duo....At Play!
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2003 21 December :: 4.44pm
My Dad let me open a "present" because It needs some preparation, and he got me two club level tickets to the Panthers v. Flyers game on friday January 2nd! And a $25 gift certificate to Bru's room!! Amazing! Now I expect you all to battle to the death for my extra ticket...or we could do this King Lear style...who loves me more?
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2003 20 December :: 2.36pm
by monday I'll have new tires, too bad they'll be pieces of crap. This means I'll have to cancel the super nintendo get together because Ill be "on call" all day.
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2003 20 December :: 11.43am
:: Mood: None
:: Music: Da da dee dee daaa.
Ok, ok! I'll update!
Let's see...what's been going on... a lot actually.
Last week, or what I think was last week, my cat ran away. I was surprisingly upset. The cat is actually good now that we have multiple dogs. Every addition we make to the pet population in our house, the cooler the cat gets. She likes to sit in bed with me while I'm reading. She used to hate me. I don't know what happened. Now she hates everyone but me. She doesn't even really like my mom anymore as much. Oh great. Now I have a cat. So anyway, my mom left the window open, I think thursday night, and the cat popped out the screen and ran out. I was really pissed because my mom knows that the cat pops out screens, and she still left the window open wide enough for her to fit through. But I was even more pissed off friday morning before school when I had her cornered in a neighbor's yard, and my mom let the dogs out back. And of course, they barked. So I didn't get the cat back until three days after she left, when I got the idea to leave the garage door open a little bit, mostly so she could have somewhere to sleep. I went to the store with will and left the garage door open, and tried to close it except a little when we got back, but it was being gay and wouldn't just stop where I wanted it to, so I closed it. About 2 hours later I went into the garage to get something and there was the cat! So I picked her up and put her inside. She was so dirty. I went the next day and bought her a collar with a tag. I wasn't so nervous when she was gone that she was going to get hit by a car as much as I thought someone else might have brought her into their house. So now she has a little red collar that reflects just like the dogs' do. And a gold tag with her name and our phone number. Now if anyone finds her, they'll know she's someone's cat and they won't keep her. It's so weird that every time the cat leaves I like her more. I guess it's one of those things that you don't know what you got till it's gone. It's just that I've had her since first grade, and it would suck for her to just be gone like that. As it turns out though, the collar looks really cute on her. Pic to come later.
Let's see...what else happened.. We went carolling last friday at Bethesda. (We being french club) There was this little boy there who was 9 years old, he came out into like the lobby place all hooked up to an iv and in his pjs, and he's like "I just wanted to say thank you for the toys." AWWWW!! Omg, everyone there just melted. He was the cutest little boy ever, and we felt so bad that he was in the hospital. There were all these little babies there too. So sad..
Three weeks after getting Hershey, she's finally waking up. That dog has slept more in these three weeks than I have since school started. She's nuts. But now she's opening up a little, even playing with sasha. It's fun to watch, because Sasha has a good 20 pound advantage. My mom's all paranoid though because they're growling. She thinks they're fighting. So I tell her Mom, you would know if they were fighting because Sasha would walk back in the room with a limp beagle in her mouth. Seriously though people...who do you think would win a fight? A beagle or a pit bull/rottweiler/retriever? Honestly...she could take out a beagle in three minutes if she wanted. Which is why we're glad she doesn't want to. She wouldn't hurt anything. Well, actually, I take that back. When will messes with me, she stands right there and barks and growls until he lets go. She hasn't bit him though, because it's such a conflict of interest. She knows will is in our family, and that my parents would be upset if he died, but I'm telling you, if anyone ever messed with me, they'd regret it. She backs me up whenever. Some people she just doesn't like too. When some people come to the door like to fix our air conditioner or something she'll just sit next to my dad and growl until they leave. But I guess she doesn't see them as an immediate threat...I have no doubt that if she thought any of us were in danger she'd....respond. There's the difference right there between all those small teacup whatever dogs and real dogs, whoops, I mean big dogs.
We put up our tree yesterday. I hate fake trees.
I got registered for my PBCC class. Finally. I had to go take the CPT (College Placement Test) before they would let me register. What a joke. I got like a perfect score on it...because I'm literate. PBCC people... They told Jonide when she took it that her scores were so good that she should be in honors community college! Whoo! Forget UPenn! I'm going to honors PBCC! *Rolls eyes*
Let's see...what other small academic accomplishments have there been.. OH! History. I got my first A in hall's class ever! Rock! On wednesday, he also found out for the first time that I'm related to will. It was so weird. He was asking about who in the class had siblings that he had also taught, and he went around the room and sorta skipped me, and kristen told me to raise my hand higher. He looked at me for a minute, and he looked so confused. "Sister?" "No...Will." "OHH!! Will! The golfer, right?" "Yea." "How is he?" "OK" "What school did he end up going to?" "He goes to UF." "He still golf?" "Yep." Weirdest thing ever. Every single one of my teachers that had will have figured it out. Whatever.. Anyway, yes, I got a 90 on my dbq and he wrote "One of your best efforts!" under the grade. But don't worry, this small accomplishment is not enough to actually make me like history. Yuck. I got a B on the chem exam. Pretty good. I only needed a D, but I was still happy because it gave me more hope for the AP exam. That's the only grade that I know though. Chem was B B B across the board. Not too bad.
Finally got PSAT scores back. Damn. I am exactly where I did not want to be. I am the exact score that was the cut off from last year. Stupid college board. It's still good though. 1380 predicted SAT scores. I'll need to raise that a tad, but it's good. It was funny because underneath the scores they give you ways to improve your score in that section, and for writing they're like "...We have nothing to say. Keep it up, and, uh, continue to challenge yourself in this area by taking honors and AP classes." Yea, they're a little late. But it was funny that they had nothing to say but still had to write something. Haha, I laughed at them. Speaking of college board...must remember to register for SATs. Someone remind me cuz the deadline is the 22nd.
I got an email yesterday. It made me happy. (before you ask, I get emails every day, it's because of the person who sent it)
People, talk to me about your schedules for Monday/Tuesday. We'll see if we can actually get this thing up and running.
My brain is so fucked up. Thanks for listening to the rambling amanda.
o.0
Here's the cat with her new collar.
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2003 19 December :: 12.43pm
what can i say. nothing to talk about today
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2003 14 December :: 7.41pm
Sometimes I'm just sick of it.
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2003 11 December :: 10.16pm
:: Mood: tired
:: Music: CS&N - Suite: Judy Blue Eyes
You guys rock! Well...no not you, but everyone else!
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2003 9 December :: 8.01pm
All I want for christmas is a Skyline GT-R. i only need like one dollar...from 90,000 people.
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