I think it has something to do with lizards doing the Thriller dance

Sunday morning I called Ralph again. It was so familiar but painful. My stomach muscles still haven't gotten over last weekend's puke fest, and my six pack speaks volumes.

Just kidding about the six pack part. I'm just soft, and I apparently have "curves in all the right places" yesssssss.

After some great experiences this weekend, I've realized I'm close to most things and far away from others. That's vague. Deal with it. Life training 101.

I've been drinking on this Sobe Life Water since Friday. I'm not even halfway done.

illness silliness

Lent is killing me. Usually when I'm sick I play Zelda to have my brain be okay with tripping out. All I have now is a puppy birthday card that has a lackluster joke tagged along.

I threw up roughly 7 times in the New Freedom parking lot on Sunday; once on a car. In front of church members. I looked like a poor, drugged out soul that Matt dragged to church to get saved. Can't a girl throw up every once in a while without having the need to rededicate her life?

Pepto Bismol + 1/2 a banana + toilet = acidic smoothie coming back out of your mouth.

Still brainwashed by MLA

Joyner, Rick. A Message to the Glorious Church A Verse by Verse Study of Ephesians Chapters 1-4 (Volume 1). Minneapolis: MorningStar Publications, 2003.

You have to say it really fast for it to be funny.

Watching a show about "sexy Hollywood women" makes me want to throw up. Or maybe it was because I've stuffed my gullet(????) full of foods today. F my life.

Jacksonville is nice. I miss cows and real grass. I hate the country though. That's my life, always in the middle. Nooooooooo.

I'm going to start wearing gym shorts. Hahahaha. I couldn't write that sentence without at least cracking a smile. We all know that it should be illegal to go out of the house dressed like shhh.
omgshutthefckup.



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Ladies. Please stop. Thank you.