Sunday, March 18, 2007


I think I recovered from my terrible bout of word vomit that started last night around 11:24 pm.

I kept from spilling my most disturbing secret to Roz...barely, I stopped myself mid-sentence 13 times that I counted, probably more..I've never been good at that whole counting thing.

Samantha and I have had a lot of fun. woot woot...and now I'm tired.

1 comment:

agirlwho said...

Oh, I'm sorry I couldn't be there to stop you. I'm a bad friend!