your eyes are tricking you

Ugh. Car is now fixed. The nagmobile drives quieter (can't be a word, but sounds so convincing), but the Asian guilt sits on my shoulders like a iron yoke.

I can not wait for school to start so I spend less time at home.

Isn't that sad?

In happier news, Happy Birthday to jess79 and James Marsters. Both lovely and talented, though Jess rules more.

strange attractors...

I have an unexplicable urge to make out with somebody.

It's quite alarming.

I'm going to go to keds.com and funnel my passion towards shoes instead.




Rwwaaaaaaarrrr.

Still want to make out furiously....

And Oh MY God, it is ALL ANGIE'S FAULT.

*puts head in her hands*

I'm a filthy, filthy FILTHY girl.

*whimpers*

Twinkie? Tink? Is this what you feel when you see your puppies on stage all glittery and aglow in ridiculous clothes?

There are not enough shoes/fonts/books in the world for this.

*gags*

AAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

I'm going to turn off my brain in about five seconds, and then gibber in a corner. Because, I've never felt the urge to be a 13 year old girl. But now....oh god.

It's all her fault.

Edited to add: Yes, I'm going to Hell.