i hide these words...but i coming out

sitting at work ...
because thats all i really do.
i make attempts to go out and do things but they are never really that much fun. i think that i am better off just sticking with the original plan of locking myself indoors and only coming out when its absolutely necessary.


hmmmmmmmmm
went to bumpers last night with zib and paul. remind me next time that it is not the most enjoyable enviorment when you are the thrid wheel. listened to hillbillies sing karaoke...which is always the best way to spend your saturday nights. bars are gay. i just realized my intense hatred for them. whatev.
paul realized that i was wearing toms shirt. semi-embarrassed.

i want to move to columbus.
i hate when mens pants are to short.
hawiian print shorts and a shirt with flames on it should never be combined.
tracy's dad saw my boobs wednesday. he then proceeded to scream "take the nude girl home"...that was the highlight of my week.
humidity=afro .


you make me swoon.




thanks.