Since Pinch has pooped out on writing her scintillating diary, I’m behooved to find others to read. I have no leads however, so I’ve just spent 40 minutes browsing high school students’ diaries — and their bad grammar and fucked up writing voices are permeating my head like a Carpenters song that won’t go away.
So in the spirit of bad high school writing, I recount my day…
I woke up waaaaay too early today because I like toootally crashed early last night. (Sometimes I hate my life.)
I immediately jumped onto email because we got DSL yesterday. TOTATLLY KICKS ASS!
Noone had writtn me anythig gud! I HATE MY FRIENDS! (j/k!!! LOL!)
I made coffee and realized we’re almost out of half & half. FUCK FUCK FUCK! That means I going to have to go to the A&P and I HATE the grocery shopping!!!!!!!
I called Morgan later and he wasn’t in, so I left amessage but I don’t think he ever got it because I had to wait around all day waiting for him to call back and he never did. It makes me so mad sometimes.
Melusine called me from Molly’s and said she was haveing champagne so I drove down 2 the French 1/4 and me and Melusine had drinks in the afternoon and she picked up some cute guy and took him home. She’s so lucky. She always gets all the hot action-o-rama!!!
Oh, she also bought a purse today!!!
Anyway, so then I went to the Shim Sham to meet Morgan and he was in and he hadn’t got my phone message earlier which explains why he never called me back and so I didn’t hate him as much anymore.
But it still sucked.
We had a TOTULY good meeting and I have like tons of notes to start working on the website for the hot nightclub that he runs. It was weird. I felt so grown up! Especially when Tracy asked me to help decorate the nightclub and I put these AWESOME wire spiderwebs on the upstairs balcony and it was all spooky and shit.
Marcy was working.
So then I left and I found I had got a parking ticket. FUCK! I fucking hate those parking bitches. I hope they eat their young! (j/k -- actually, I mean it!)
I went home and did some stuff then Patti called me and said to meet me at the Abbey so I biked down because it’s a gorgeous night and she came in late and told me she doesn’t have time to have a drink with me so I had to finish my Abita alone. THAT SUCKED but it was kinda fun.
Now I’m home and I’m totully wasted adn that’s sooooo kewwwlies!
Welp, I hope tomorrow is just as good, only with out the parking ticket (ROTFLMAO!!!!!)
Byeeeeee…
Yuck. I promise I will not write like that again. It sounds a lot like this.
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