
holy mother of crap i am bored.
bored bored bored.
i feel like i am wearing a straight jacket in a white padded cell. except there are rooms here and i can move. someone save me, huh?
and all i did was eat today. i bitch and moan about how fat i am and then i eat all this junk food. wow that's stupid.
tomorrow's plan: hittin' the mall side of town. sell lots of cd's to volt. money for "traci wants to go to ft lauderdale" fund. go to old navy and buy 2148127421 of the same shirt in different colors [aka copy erin]. denim skirt. shorts. save money. yeah for old navy. (i almost bought an old navy staff shirt yesterday at salvation army, but then i didn't.) watch series finale of dawson's creek. started out to be a good show, went down, can't help but HAVE to see how it all goes down. [jane lane: you don't wanna be here when what's gonna go down goes down.]
my speakers suck. so i kinda have a warped sense of whether i like the aar cd or not and quite frankly i don't think it sounds good. maybe if i listen to it in my car where the speakers actually work then i will have a better idea.
yep so i don't have anything else to type...