Enjoy.
You know what I fucking hate? Not having any good food in the house. When I get home from a long day of school and fucking off at work, I don't want to eat Ramen or half of a bagel, I want to eat junk food. I want chocolate and stuff with sprinkles on it. When I have to MAKE food, unless I can just pop in the toaster, I'm not a happy camper. I'm horrible at making food. I hate having to wait for food to cook. Fuck that shit. Fuck it in the ass.
September 21st-Oh, The 80's
I listen to an 80's station when I'm at work. It has some of the lamest songs I have ever heard on it. And by lame, I mean fucking GREAT. Ho-boy. I just heard songs about Dracula, sandwiches and disco sex fever or something like that. Great stuff man.
Can you guess what my work tried to do? They sent out a memo saying no more internet. You can probably see that I am saying "No Ma'am" to that rule. In the words of every single Maury guest that I see, "I do what I want."
September 15th-Too Much Food
I keep eating too much food all the time. I'm also getting lots of pimples from all the fucking stress of having lots of school and lots of work. Blah. I'm starting a fund. It's called the "Leah Shouldn't Have To Work Anymore" Fund. Please, help the needy me's. For some fucked up reason, this website looks all fucked up when I try to bring it up. I'm looking at it right now and it looks fine. I'm not going to fuck with it though. Such is life. I bought a used Danzig CD yesterday. I like it. I'm going to go watch a vampire movie right now. You'll be the first to know if it blows hard. Watch soon for an update on the movie section. I haven't touched the other shit cuz I'm too busy, if you want more, I suggest you start sending in the dough for the Leah Fund. Get on it.
September 7th-Laptopin' It
School sucks. It sucks a huge wang. I go to school five days out of seven, then I go to work. Slurp, slurp, slurp. It was just Labor Day. I went to Chicago and ate deep dish pizza. Then I went to Chinatown and believe it or not, there were a shit ton of Chinese people. We laughed, we cried, I bought a watch. If you want me to update, email me at wickedboner2005@yahoo.com. If I get no email, you get no update.