Saturday, July 21, 2001 // 01:43 p.m.

Hmm... I wonder how Laura is doing. I'd call her, but the phone is scary! ::weeps::

Wednesday, July 18, 2001 // 08:33 p.m.

I remember the word now! Courage!

AAAAAH! My mommy made my drive the car on a busy street! With cars!!!! I'll never be the same again...

I think I've worked too much. I have developed an irrational and violent hatred for the number "122" and the letter "o". Listen to me! Don't work! The money is not worth the amount of mental suffering you have to go through!! ::cries:: And I think the fax machine is trying to suck out my soul.

Tuesday, July 17, 2001 // 07:59 p.m.

I hate driving school! Ever night when we leave the stupid teacher predicts our deaths. He goes, "You never know what will happen on the way home. YoU cOuLd AlL dIe!!!!!" I think it's just his inner most desires talking.

Im lurking on the Farshmallow ML. I'm trying to get up enough ____(Insert word here. Sorry... I can't seem to think of it. ::shrugs::) to send them my Farfie skin. Maybe they'll like it and want to be my friends! ::cheers::

I wonder if Matt will get that apartment he looked at. I hope so. I think it will make him happy. And A-chan and I can buy him a house warming pressent! Like a blender! ::cackles insanely::

Nasty sugar cookies from Stop&Shop hurt God.

Oh, my new layout will be up eventually. (It's really HOTT.)

Please! Anyone sigh my guestbook!!! ::pleads:: It will make me so happy! Cheez signed it! And so did Damon and Taurie and A-chan! Why can't YoU?!?! ::weeps:: Hey... some idiot signed my guestbook too. I don't know who he is, but I don't like him. I should e-mail him and tell him that! ::nods vigerously::

Sunday, July 15, 2001 // 12:14 p.m.

I'm getting a new layout soon! Oh the excitement!

I went to the butterfly conservatory and made A-chan come with me! All the butterflies flew at her head and she was scared. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! ...It was kinda creepy though.

Friday, July 13, 2001 // 06:55 p.m.

GAH!!!! Look what the counter did to my counter!! Does anyone know where I can get I new counter that I can edit?

Thursday, July 12, 2001 // 04:51 p.m.

::weeps:: Look! Look at the evil clip!!!! My eYeS!!!!

Monday, July 9, 2001 // 09:31 p.m.

Yay!! 2000 hits!! Well, folks, Taurie won the prize! It was a lovely winamp skin made by me with love!!! ::cackles:: I'll hand out another present for 3000 hits too, okay? Same rules as before.

Last nights dream was... special. I was in a bathtub (without water and clothed) and apparently I was unconcious, because when I came to I saw Brian standing over me and he was drawing on me with red and green crayons. The reason? Those were the lines he was going to cut on. Why? Because apparently Brian was a crazed serial killer. So Serial Killer Brian holds up a large knife, kind of like the one on the end of Black Vash's gun, and moves to cut me to little pieces. I, of course, struggle and scream and finally break away. My first thought is "Crap! I have to get out of here!" So I run out of the bathroom and I'm in the Bonafilia's basement, so I start running upstairs, but then I think, "No one's up there to protect me." So I run into Matt's room and glomp onto him because he has weapons. And then my subconscious (Am I spelling that right?) pulls Alli and Kyle into my dream for furth protection. I'm not sure what happened next, because the only other part I remember is that my mom was trying to dip my head in sugar because she thought I had lice.

Sunday, July 8, 2001 // 11:04 a.m.

I'm sorry! I haven't blogged in such a long time! ::mumbles:: Danm work. Please forgive me!! ::weeps::

Hey, remeber, if you are the 2000th person to visit my site, send me a screen shot of the part of the page with the counter on it and I'll send you a present! Okay? ::cheers::

I hate work. And the number 122. But some sacrifices must be met if you want to cosplay. And I need money.

My dreams keep getting weirder and wierder. I don't remember what my dream was last night, but the night before I dreamt that I walked home from London. And no, I do not live in Europe. And my cat turned into a dog. And I found a black cat and named it "Spector". ::shrugs:: I don't make these things up, I just dream them.

::writes "baka" on her forhead with a permenant marker and cackles::