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Monday, March 27, 2006







poptart = incredible.
the hibernating imbecile has decided to emerge from her refuge at last.
and who better to do it with than the best friend and her baby sister.
we felt like such fossils, but it was definitely murder on the dancefloor.
and what the fuck have i been doing, tolerating the kind of shit that you get everywhere else.
i say, poptart forever.

there are funnier pics i'd like to post, but hell, i still want to live.
i am still mildly tickled by the man who drank from the candle glass though.
drunk people are funny people.


ok, short aside.
i think jenny mcarthy is fucking hilarious.
i just watched her poledance in a full suit of knight's armour
haha fucking funny


school tmr.
urgh.

mar de sade gnarled at 12:49 AM

12:49 AM