Tuesday, July 3, 2007
(EDIT)
This man is fine, and he's ALL mine. Milo Ventimiglia. The Hot ass from Heroes. Omg, I can't stop staring at the picture. Thank me everyone for pleasing your eyes.
Silk: "I want Milo."
Me: "NOOOO."
Silk: "Why not?"
Me: "'Cause he's MINE. MINE I TELL YOU."
Silk: "Uhm, I meant the drink."
Me: "Whatever, HE'S MINE. I'M ONTO YOU."
(No wonder people label me as a raving maniac/senile/delirious thing.
I lost my wooden man along with my USB port. I think I left it in the computer lab. My poor wooden man. This is a major bummer. I love my wooden man, damn it : (
Evona, cheer up girlie. It's over, nothing can be done. Look ahead! (omg, I sound like obiwan. kwoooool.) If it helps, I'm getting screwed too. Cheer up or I'll poke you till you do.
I just caught myself thinking about something I shouldn't.
10:06 PM
