Tuesday, August 09, 2005
I have the worst song stuck in my head. I’m fairly certain that it may cause me to swerve into on coming traffic. I daren’t speak its poison name-however in hopes of getting it out of my head- I’m spewing it out like the contemptible bile that it is.
“Having a Party” by Shania Twain and Mark McGraff.
Oh, it did no good; it’s still looping along with visuals of the video with Shania’s weird mullet and McGraff’s stupid face.
Last night I played volleyball, and didn’t get a ticket, nor smash in stupid Foul Face’s face. We had a lot of people show up (so I could avoid Foul Face), including the adorable Lester (Whose boyfriend is Earp, and I thought he called today, but he didn’t, it was just weird ol’, soon to be dad Goliath).
Lester made a friend.
Lester made a friend that scared us and invited himself out to drinks with us after our game.
Lester will pay.
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