I miss London. It does not help this feeling one bit that Britney Spears and her entourage are traipsing around it on my television. I don't want to see Britney Spears at all, let alone running her small bum around London when I know full well that I'm not there. But I've got one up on her, see, because I can go to Neato Burrito whenever I want and I won't have people telling me to get my bum on the treadmill. I used to have a treadmill. That was hilarious, truly.
It was especially funny to put my dog on top of it while it was moving, just to see what happened. The cruel thing about that latest statement? I actually did it. (Sadistic, me.)
I'm going to see RENT on June 7th! And then will be in NYC for the following day. Trace, you should skip school and take the train in to visit me. Laurel, you should stop living in California.
In conclusion, thespian rhymes with lesbian.
JEFF BUCKLEY WALKS THROUGH WALLS!
Ah, how I've missed Livejournal.
It was especially funny to put my dog on top of it while it was moving, just to see what happened. The cruel thing about that latest statement? I actually did it. (Sadistic, me.)
I'm going to see RENT on June 7th! And then will be in NYC for the following day. Trace, you should skip school and take the train in to visit me. Laurel, you should stop living in California.
In conclusion, thespian rhymes with lesbian.
JEFF BUCKLEY WALKS THROUGH WALLS!
Ah, how I've missed Livejournal.