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Friday, May 29, 2009
calculator love

You know what bugs me? Bugs. No, not Bugs Bunny. Bugs Bunny kicks ass, man. I've always wanted to visit his hole. And I certainly do not mean that kind of hole, idiot. I mean his bunny-hole in the ground. Anyway, I seriously hate cockroaches.

Have you ever heard of a Lynz who doesn't own a wardrobe where all her clothes are supposed to go? Well, you're looking at one! Oh wait, you can't see me. Oh well. I am one. Ahuh, I need to organize my dressing room and I think I'll do it tomorrow morning. Well, that's if I manage to wake up before PM comes after the numbers on the clock on my phone.

Here are a few random things I need to get out of my chest for no particular reason:
  1. Ren and Stimpy scares the shit out of me.
  2. Some of my cousins are coming over tomorrow to show me how to make Sushi.
  3. I need to find my Little Miss Naughty t-shirt because it's been decades since I've worn it.
  4. I want to spank __________________. (Any volunteers?)
  5. I need a dose of P B and J Otter. Gah!
Oh, I stared at the moon a few hours ago and I saw a face -- a very cheerful one. I don't know if that's supposed to be either weird, scary or cool but um, yeah. Now that I mentioned it, I'm kind of freaked out.