I don't like this weather.
Fuzzels looks lovely.
My mom thinks I'm excited for this interview. Who gets excited for an interview? I'm nervous.
My brother IMs me every day to tell me how many days until my birthday, because he knows I'm not looking forward to it.
My roommate really needs to learn how not to leave things in the fridge until they go really bad.
A work of art is an invitation to love.
Updated On: 4/7/06 at 05:55 PM