Nmmm, I chickned out and hide the pornrolls. They still around, juss not spaLAshin in you face at the moment. (My mom now has internets AND cable TV and every dang thang, yo!)
Iss been, what, over a week, yeah? Still can’t find my clothes. I’m just learning to accept it, and thinking about what I need to buy. Also, at work, a skeletor biker-chick’s savagely narsty dog tried to ravage me and tore the only pants I could find that weren’t filthy. ANNNNDDD… our warshin machine is broke. so. I’ve got my newly ripped pants and my disgustylingawful paants.. HiLARity.
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