2001-11-19
brief.
Cramps. Work. School. Lack of sleep. More school. More work. More cramps.

Someone used up all of my nicely scented bubble bath.

I don't have time for a bath anyway.

Stay away from rapists. Or rather, guys who ask you to come over to watch movies and then suggest a sensual back massage.

Creepy liars. You know what's great about diaryland? One of us can write about old cheese, the other...cramps, another..dissapointment, someone else Weezer, another someone else..rays of sun. And yet. Never boring. Always something to read. I'm so happy about that.

Posted by Maleta at 4:32 p.m.