it's thursday afternoon.
the weather's hot and sultry and i am baking in my room.
like hair entangled in nasty fishnets, i am caught in my financial managment's crap. annuities and perpetuities and interest rate. all the banks should just be robbed and burnt.

but, who cares about them when, *yay* you are going to malaysia with gun and her comrades on saturday. Yes,yes. We are driving in with a V-A-N .

tell me ,tell me, things just cant get any more happening than this.it's so going to be The ultimate road trip. one gun, with her big-funky-indian-nigger-be mr karthi and his friends.

oh well, so yes, there you go, thursday afternoons are gud for doodling and figuring out FM nonsense, camera whoring, getting all hyped up for the weekend, and of course talking to that nz kiwi who's suffering from tonsils inflamation.

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hey mich.
things will get better, im sure of it. cheer up ,woman. it's natural feeling the way that you do,afterall,you are just loving yourself. and yes, i will help john say this a million times, " i love you" , so for that he owes me a favour and you can help him repay that favour by getting well really soon so you can bake your brownies for me! love you lots,woms!