it's a new month, i update the diary less and less, and everything is gravy. out of town guests are fun.

laser beams, nananana
i hate you so much
(in a tyler-esque voice)i don't know!
god bless tyler and his small brain
i can see your panty line!
i'm a level 8 wizard with maximum charisma!
my straw is dragon green!
my straw is wizard yellow!

annelise's couch is cursed because everytime i laugh, i end up falling over behind it. everything in life is decent, except for this horrid weather (which i have no control over). aside from falling flat on my lower back this weekend and pinching a nerve, everything went smoothly and most everyone is happy.

who stole spring? i want it back.