sorry last time i had to publish without adding anything as mom suddenly showed up

I knwo you're supposed to have several different passwords, but.... *reised vains popping out everywhere* I have five or six different passwords, all for different things, and all of them are totally random! I really should make a keychain soon! Although, I do sort of have one, that is, I wrote them all down in my log in, but... Why the heck am I sharing this information? Get lost you creeps! I am SO not telling you the password to my Facebook so you can get in there and fill it with porn! (That happened to one of Zac's friends. The poor boy was so distressed he could hardly see straight! Actually, that's really cute. I would consider getting with him if he were'nt butt ugly.)

Kitty has her concert today. For some reason, those in power, i.e the leaders of all our different orchestras, seem to think that the closer our concerts are together, the better. Last year the were one day after another. Mine is last in the succession, which means that by the time it rolls around, no one is paying any attention in the slightest, which is ok with me, because I'm not really sure why anyone would want to listen to classical music anyway. I mean, except for in movies and for use as an alarm clock, or whatever. Although I use 102.7 or 105.9 for an alarm clock (when I use one, which is not all that often). Kiis FM is the best radio station! Although I like Power 106 (where hip hop LIVES) too! And 104.3 sometimes plays Pocketful Of Sunshine! ♥

I wonder what's going to happen today! Well, obviously, the concert, but that leaves a lot of room for possibilities. Anything could happen! That's why life is so much fun! *giggles*

This blog, I have just realized, is extremely disorganized and crazy immature. Much like my mind at times. If I published it into a book, do you think it would become a classic in a hundred years? Maybe? Although I do cuss and talk about gay people. Maybe not, then... But if I ever died, and all I left in my will was the adress to this blog, what do you think everyone would do? (Eeeesh, why am I talking to you like you're a person?) Would they weep and bemoan the fact that they weren't nicer to me? Would they weep and bemoan the fact that they weren't meaner to me? No one knows.

NOO! I just erased something! I should never have to do that! This is my blog, and I will write what I want, when I want. There should be no exceptions. i will write whatever is in my mind at the time, even if it is a discourse on the impractibility of crystal balls (how would you pee?) or a monologue on doing it on the beach (people will be pointing and staring! Like in Closer! (was it Closer?) Very gross!)

Ok, then, now that that is cleared up!

I painted my nails on Tuesday. One thing thou must always know about me is that for two years now, my toenails are always painted. I don't know why this is... but every time I get tired of the color, or it starts peeling off too bad, I switch it to a different one. Now I started painting my fingernails, too, in an effort to stop biting them. It worked very well. Now I just chew my cuticles. Anyways, I love the color. It's all bright, juicy, cherry-pie red! Its so HAWT! And my nails are really short, so my hands look like Christina Aguilera. Did I already say that? Yeah, I must have. Oooopsie. My bad.

Spellcheck is now, and officially off.

This blog is laaaaaaaame.

But at least I haven't mentioned Milk Cow Black (oopsie, I mean TiTi) in a while. Go me. Yay.

xoxoxo~♥~