heres to a complete lack of organization:

my father is spraying clorox and waving my mothers cell phone through the mist.

i keep saying stupid things when going over what im going to say for my ebay presentation. i think ill end with "i have to pee. bye."

i love it when i forget a persons birthday. it makes me feel like a great friend ("oh, maggie. i love you. ...so simple.").

im out.

my parents made up new words to the "fun factory" song. more on this later.

according to andrew, hogan kills.

when your skin is peeling, i advise that you not rip it.