I'm in desperate need of a shower, I covered myself in makeup while I was practicing the use of my new airbrush machine.
I need to rearrange the furniture in my place. I can't handle it when stuff in my area stays the exact same.
My hair is poofy again. I'm resisting the urge to whack at it with my razor and wait for my sister to cut it for me.
I love sleeping sooo much. I'm thinking about it right now. I keep nodding out. It's taken me twenty minutes to write this.
I saw a show on Clonaid tonight and that French cult that created it. That shit would be crazy if it's true.
On "How It's Made" today they showed how marshmallow cookies are made. That was super sweet.
There's a picture of a bird of paradise on my wall above my desk reminding me to stay positive or it will peck my eyes out. See, I can't work without my motivational posters. So that's the story behind that.
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