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17 June 2003 - 3:14 p.m. BPDear library staff, Since it has been roughtly 62 degrees F all day, maybe you could think about turning the AC down up in here. Down... up in here. -Strongbad I guess I can't complain, because I am indulging in free printer action, but damn, it's cold in here. And of course, I packed all my clothes save maybe five or six outfits, in my usual willy-nilly fashion, and am left with only one cardigan, which doesn't reach my elbows. Nor does it really button. Mostly it is the cardigan I wear when I want to wear something really Lolitaesque and porntastic, and want to look less slutty without diverting any actually attention from my boobular profusion. I almost don't want anyone to steal the phrase "boobular profusion" from me, but that would be kind of a waste. What I'm wearing: Blue pintuck dress, white sembalnce of a cardigan What I'm reading: Old people making throat noises. When did the middle aged invade Ho-llins? What I'm doing after this: Finding something to eat at Kroger. - - 07 May 2005 Wheee! - 02 November 2004 Inside of my fridge. - 28 October 2004 TV is Stupid. - 24 September 2004 "The only paperback writer who would drive a Buick is like, Tom Clancy." -Gus - 20 September 2004 |