who needs a haircut? esp the dudes. anyone? i can do it. ill even come to you. and it'll be cheap too. jason, josh, i know you guys are always looking for a good cut.

need another job. need two more jobs.

big sis is all cracked up on hasheesh. hahaha.

im so over winter.

i really have pics that will end up here, maybe sunday. maybe not.

people who eat canned and frozen shit all day everyday groos me out. esp if it's filled with msg and sodium. ewww. stouffer's my ass. cuz thats where its gonna go.


p.s. i love you gymmy gym. lets get physical.

i was semi-surprised last night with a trip to HSBC to see Cirque de Soleil! I don't understand how those people do what they do, its insane, and extremly entertaining.
after the show i felt so overstimulated, and exhausted, and still needed some time to recover today. just watching all that is work. wooo.

ok. for all of you who keep talking about dreaded feb 14th. its a freakin dumbass day. don't waste your money on a card. unless its for your mama. my mama and my sister are my vday loves. i remember one year, back when we was po', my mom went all out and bought a ton of lobster. needless to say, we would have been happy with wendy's, because the lobster all went uneaten. i think my mom still refuses to buy lobster to this day because of that. another time, we had a pumpkin pie; just a plain old frozen one, and she kept saying that we had to wait for a special occasion. a freakin frozen pie? anyways, two years later, on some random winter day, we're aloowed to eat it, and we take it out of the box, and its covered in mold. thats my mom. i have a feeling that (e:hodown) will soon be a complete clone of julie ho. scary.

ok. my point is, these little stories and what make my days happy. remembering how much love i have for the fam and how much love they have given me. thats what a valentine is all about. moldy frozen pies.

ps. i did weights with the trainer today. watch out. im on the streets, and im coming for your ass.

can i start drinking now?

my honey got me a membership to the bac. in three months i hope to be looking and feeling good. like a hot bitch. i eat, sleep, and drink too much. its time to get my ass up and get motivated. nick makes me wanna do that, aww. i wanna look hot in a teeny bikini. i hope my boobs don't shrink. ps. "a fine balance" by rohinton mistry is by far the saddest book i have ever read. i need some uplifting literature.

how unimaginative. when you love someone, you show it everyday. i would be insulted if vday was my most romantic day of the year. so, it doesn't matter if im with someone or not. i believe my man feels the same. i don't want no half pint immitation. (e:hodown), i will gladly have you as my vday luvva! and momma and granny too! p.s. what a lovely pretty day!