I went to the mall today.  The one that Puchiko did not get to go to.  *points and laughs*  I went with Lulu/Subaru/Miss Whatever Her Current Name Is and one of her friends.  I would say her name, but I don't know if she wants me to, so I won't.  And I think my legs died somewhere along the way.    But I got this shirt by Dark Wonderland that says, 'It's my unbirthday party and you're not invited.', and some black and white stockings, and some hot pink suspenders.  Yay for me!  'Cause now I be pimpin' yo homie G.  *cough* 

Glowsticks:  *glowglow*

And tomorrow, I might get a haircut.

Readers:  *le gasp!*  A haircut you say?!?

Yes, a haircut.  But not for sure.  In seventh grade I told ze folks I wouldn't get a haircut 'til I was 45.  I'm a high shcool freshman now.  My hair goes down somewhere around my butt I think.  But no one cares.    Yay! 

Ralph:  *sleeping*

I wanna go to Centrifuge!!!!!  'Cause it's fun like that.    Yes, yes it is.  And I need to go get some new CDs.  For I am without new music.  *tear*  I'm gonna go get My Chemical Romance-- Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge, The Used-- In Love and Death, and some random Slipknot CD I think.  But I have no monies!!    Ha.  "No monies!"  Sorry, inside joke.  And I am without sugar today, for this post is starved of crappy humor.  How sad.  I think I'll go die now.  Bye.