yup im sick and i dunno why...and in the middle of the summer to boot! i started feeling really tired at work last night around six and then i started feeling gross (in short my stomach and intestines decided to have a boxing match
without my permission) i thought my stomach was just dissagreeing with sum grapefruit juice i had earlier yesterday but i quickly found out i was dead wrong when i felt like i'd been hit by a bus this morning and it all went downhill from there

so i had to skip my friend's sister's graduation party today (very not happy about that cuz i really wanted to go) and i had to call off work tommorrow (i've never called off sick in the 3 years ive worked at the library

)
in other news some idiot kids crashed a car into my neighbors tree across the street. they i guess take their mom's other car when she's at work and race it up and down the culdesac at like 80 mph, but this time the little (censored) got what they deserved and wrecked it in a tree, no one got hurt...except the poor little tree.
i got my portfolio started
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Mistur Musik: "OMG this soda is flatter then my chest!
Mistress Musik: "Everything is flatter then your chest
Missus Musik: "I want a soda, and your chest. Can I have a soda on your chest!?
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Chowder: Pepper Spray?, that sounds delicious!*sprays self in face* AHHHHH! I was wrong horribly wrong!!"
Notice the names? xD
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Mistur Musik: "OMG this soda is flatter then my chest!
Mistress Musik: "Everything is flatter then your chest
Missus Musik: "I want a soda, and your chest. Can I have a soda on your chest!?
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Chowder: Pepper Spray?, that sounds delicious!*sprays self in face* AHHHHH! I was wrong horribly wrong!!"
U sick? I sorry.
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Mistur Musik: "OMG this soda is flatter then my chest!
Mistress Musik: "Everything is flatter then your chest
Missus Musik: "I want a soda, and your chest. Can I have a soda on your chest!?
Sorry it's so late!
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"Die Sonne hat eben wieder aufs Früchstück geschienen, und ich will nun ans Arbeiten gehen" -Felix Mendelssohn
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Chowder: Pepper Spray?, that sounds delicious!*sprays self in face* AHHHHH! I was wrong horribly wrong!!"
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