Homework, go be a slut and find someone else to do you.
I need to go wash out my cup with my split pea soup in it, seeing as how its starting to smell less than tasty.
I've been thinking about you lately, wish you'd stop by soon.
Guess my mom called this morning at 6:30AM ish.
I was asleep, my dad answered the house phone and she instantly hung up.
That's about that.
A few days until Thanksgiving and I will most likely be spending it alone.
Which has potential to be nice.
Let Blake and Dad go do their thing, I'll do mine.
I need to take off my socks, I'm getting toasty.
I'm too tired to take them off.
I cannot remember if my dog is upstairs or down.
I want something cold to run down my throat.
We picked out our Secret Santa's for work the other night.
It is November 18th, 2011.
Not even Thanksgiving yet,
and I've already started listening to Christmas carols.
Thank you Michael Buble.
I'm sorry I don't have the little 'e' with the swoosh mark over it so it looks like I've misspelled bubble.
Good grief I want something sugary.
I should plan ahead, and not upload videos to my YouTube account late at night. That way I won't have to stay up till they are done.
I need to go bra and underwear shopping.
And finish my roll in my camera.
Goodbye split pea soup.
Goodnight world,
goodnight moon.
