grrr...all men are stupid. I walked all the way to Tyson's house, I gave him something I was...saving..
Bored...in class...and bored...and my fingers tasrte like soap...because I was painting earlier in class and then I was washing my hnds because I had glue all over them from the paper mache glue and then I washed them and now they taste like soap...sigh. I went to Tysons house monday! That was fun. I love him. Unh...I can't think of anything else intresting. The end.
The Glory of The Llama song
That is all.
Okay...so....I was in a pretty bad car accident with my Boyfriend yestarday...no one got seriously hurt, wich was good, but we're both a little banged up. (Not in a good way,) and we spent most of today lying in his basement like, "Omg..." And of course he won't be driving for the next couple of months. That leaves it up to me, I guess...*strik
Important scientific breakthrough!! After many many minutes of research, I have reached a sudden and startling conclusion:
Dorks must secrete a pheremone. Because they all smell the same, and a whole bunch of people can't all be using the same soap! James smelled like Paul, who smells like Tyson, who smells like Andrew, who has a big hole in his chest. And it can't be secreted by the X-box because I don't smell like them and I spend just as many hours plastered to it as anyone else. I can only assume that my ability to surf and play guitar eliminates my own dorkiness. The end.
Wow! I have a diary...!!! Who knew? Anyways, I'm not sure how this whole thing works. I want to get more 'into' elfwood instead of just having a gallery here. It said my diary is sad a d empty, so I'm filling it up. Yay!