Sunday, September 24, 2006


If one more person tells me how to feel or how I am feeling, or what I'm thinking or anything else I am the absolute authority on, I'm going to slit their throat and drink from their neck.
That's a promise.

I have a date tomorrow? today? Sunday night. With a find. I'm quite excited. He's hot. And very open to what I want to try to do.

Mix Elton John and Oprah and you have God.

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