I have no clue what's going on this page. I'm in this serious "let's-update-the-page" mood, but I've got nothing to say. Well, I got some things, but not much. Oh, damn, I'm not in the best of moods this week, and I need to make some apologies to the appropriate people. Chewing gum hurts after a bit... it pulls at my eight fillings. I threw in that eight 'cause I felt it was important, and I don't think it's on my survey. What else isn't there? Oh, I can't read lips. Yup... no lip-reading for Tabitha.
Well. As of 5:22 PM 1/9/01 (used Notepad's insert Date/Time feature...), want to know my mp3's? We've got:
But I swear I'm not all into punk.... I don't think. The Mxpx is from this weekend, before I bought a CD by them with Keno winnings... And of course I like Blink! Blah... here, I'm still bored. I'll name my CDs while I'm at it. In order as they appear in my CD case:
The " . . . assorted . . . " are the other CDs I stole from my brother and don't listen to. Well... I might add more in a bit. That's how I always leave it... open for more.
"Me fale inglish? That's unposibel!" -Ralph Wiggum