The daily adventures and travails of one neurotic, klutzy, hungry, cynical college girl. Tune in for prizes! (offer void where prohibited. See office for details. Not responsible for lost articles.)
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Thursday, December 23, 2004
Nobody but Anthony could be so... Anthony.
ajsrushama69 (11:23:46 AM): your so hot though
ajsrushama69 (11:23:54 AM): you need to be getting COCK now
Last night, at during Showgirls night, I got a pornigami book, a black dildo, and a new outgoing cell message.
I got to paint gold nipples, too. The lap dance tutorial was a total rip-off, with lame instructions like- you don't have to wear a long dress, or he can't touch you when you're slapping your own ass.
But Frankie's impression of the Euro director was priceless, as he always is.
Who knew Goldschlager and Trader Joe soda would be good together? I ended up completely crashing when I got home.
1:21 PM
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