"I'm sorry I can't knead your dough, but I don't know how"

According to my zodiac sign, I'm a spiritual, schitzo chameleon fish with lush happy time made-up play worlds that likes to make delicious treats for my lover

"Well excuse me Mr.Hot Pants but this isn't exactly a fashion show."

I hate people who don't tell you how they feel about you. That is so stupid! Who cares if you are rejected! If you are then obviously it's not meant to be and there are like a billion other people out there.
In conclusion: Life is short. Don't be a pansy.

The saddest testament to what our world is coming to:
Mattel has come out with Ghetto Fabulous Barbie dolls

Psychotic Random Thought of the Day:
Why is it that no one ever tells someone when they smell bad? I'm not saying I do I just wonder why...I mean if I smell bad tell me so I can fix it...I won't be angry or embarrassed but I will if I hear someone else talking about it....

I feel hungover...


It sucks...

I didn't even drink anything so that's very unfair...

Chicken Calzone!!!

Those are the magic sleep stealing words. I operated for over a day on four hours sleep because Erica randomly shouted that in her sleep...I ran out of sleep...how is that possible?