Friday, October 22, 2004

Azoy gait es!

Woo hoo. Our team beat their team. Let's burn shit. What a fantastic idea.

I'm cold. My winter hats and gloves are packed away in boxes inside boxes inside boxes under the bed. I'm in no mood to retrieve these and I'm in no mood to admit I need to retrieve these. So there!

What is it about Steve Buscemi's face that is so captivating? He's so strange looking, it's mesmerizing.

Is there a psycotropic drug that cures procrastination?




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