2003-01-04 + 12:26 a.m. +
So come and talk to me...
On my computer screen
The best years of our lives
Aren't as easy as they seem
But when they will look back
And then we'll have to laugh
They used to call us names
Now they want our autographs
- Good Charlotte, "The Click"
I love Dru. I want to have her babies, and I would, but that's just squicky. Plus I promised Lauren I'd have her babies. But she has a boy to take care of that for her. DOES NO ONE WANT ME TO HAVE THEIR BABIES?!
Anyway. She rocks. She wants to rape me, the feeling's mutual, babe. *wink wink*
Isn't it just a travesty how pornos have that retarded violin music? I think it's time for a change, dammit, and I'm going to lead the way! ;P
Anyway, idiocy aside (Idiocy is never aside for me!)...
Mick Foley is my inspiration. I mean, I was only able to watch his final three matches before he retired, but after buying both his books, reading them multiple times, and watching countless old tapes, I have such respect for him. He made this business what it is today. There just aren't enough kind words to be said about him - apparently he was injured badly, limping, and in bad shape when he wrestled at No Way Out, but you couldn't tell. He gave it his all, and he'll forever be my favourite wrestler for that.
I think I'll post a bit from my sexy old site:
So of course a nerdy friend of mine calls me a goth. And suggests that I don't have a chest. Then says he wants to screw me. Then takes it back. All in the same class. LOL! It was freakin' funny. And I can't be offended, 'cause ... um ... I just can't. *shrug*
DO YOU KNOW WHO SAID THAT? Former-Crush, that's who. I can't believe he implied that I was flat-chested. Well, I'm sure as hell not, now, and I'm sure he regrets it. He said he wanted to screw me. I should have said "Hell yeah, let's go!" then thrown him on the floor and ravished him. Alas, 'twas not to be.
Can you believe that that was back in May? I was every bit as dorky then as I am now.
I need someone to whine to, and have them make me feel better. But I honestly don't have anyone like that. Online *or* offline. I don't know about my friends. I mean, we joke and laugh, but me and any given one of my friends are not truly close at all. It's sort of like we're all aqcuaintances. Doesn't that make you wonder if you have any real friends at all?
I was very insightful! Go younger me! LOL
A guy told me my new haircut/colour turns him on. :D I heard D-l say something for the first time in at least a couple months: "...and it's free!" On the way home, I picked up a flower and plucked at its petals. Turns out he does love me. :)
I was cute in May. LOL. Do you know who said my hair turned him on? FUCKING GUESS. Former-Crush, that's who. Wow. I cannot believe all of this. I mean, he showed so much affection towards me. Screwed.
Yup, I'm thisclose to abandoning my diary yet again and getting hosted by the magically delicious Nem. I miss making layouts, joining cliques, and not using tables. I miss link banners and hundreds of hits. How about this: if I can go into PSP7 and make a site-worthy layout in the next hour, I'll move to a domain. Sounds fair.
Good Charlotte rocks my socks. The socks-rocking just started on New Year's. So for the customary picture:

then + now