Thursday, February 4, 2010

Now The Party Don't Start 'Til I Walk In.

Don't stop, make it pop, DJ blowin' my speakers upppp!

:)

Hey loverlies.
How be you?
I be great.
Thanks for askin'.

Ew, he had man-boob-cellulite.
Ha, sorry.
I'm watching a basketball game and this guy's chest was showing through the side of his jersey.
It looked like he had cellulite on his man-boobs.
Nerstay.
Bleck.

So yeah, I had a pretty great day.
Minus failing that pre-calc test.
Epic. Fail. Like. Fo. Serious.
I left like half of the test BLANK.
It was ridiculous.

I. Want. O.S.T.G.
:]
Soooo feinding.
You just wouldn't believe.
That finale was orgasmic.
Pahaha, for some reason, that reminded me of "THIS COOKIE TASTES LIKE PROSTITUTION!"
That was beyond hilarious.
Oh how I love my Twin.

Well, I guess I've bored you enough for tonight.
Hope all is well with my loverlies.
:]
Slumber peacefully, my darlings.
Ew, that sounded like Cruella DeVille [*sp].

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