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Tuesday, August 31, 2004 ( 9:29 PM ) bop til you drop it is my last night of being 15. i am "living it up" i watched seventh heaven all about: hookers and ruthie "becoming a woman" ew. if i was twelve year old ruthie and people started saying i was a woman i would make some quip about my flat chest and lack of years. or something. but i'm not her, so i dont have to think of it. i made a great birthday cd. but my dad aint got no blanks. so now i am sad. there is one little thing making me happy. but i'm not going to hint at what it is because: a. i will be so cryptic that i wont in a week or b. it will be way too obvious. i sort of hurt and i want to sleep. gnight. clg # Monday, August 30, 2004 ( 8:44 PM ) now i dont know what i should think, is it really love, or do i just find you cool? whoa whoa. oh man! about that list: 1. joan jett is hot even for straight girls. mmm! 2. so i wrote for the second time about davy from black left pinky and how he sent me an email. and he sent me another! whoa. so i have to respond, of course. i dont think i ever corrected my first spelling mistake, probably because i didnt know how to do that then, and am lazy now. so today was my first day of school. i really really like history. and german was sort of ridiculous and slow. but i think it'll get better. english was good, except when it became really weird when julie answered the question about the quote. actually it wasnt *that* weird then, only after i found out that she had um... not been entirely truthful(?). what else? um. i am not actually as down about the crucible as most people are. # Saturday, August 28, 2004 ( 11:20 PM ) hat real low. postpone the list another day. if i was ever excited about my class. i am not now. i take it all back. i dont know what i was expecting. or maybe i am just sad that school is starting. today i cheered and marched against the bush and his croanies. i acquirred a sunburn. i was loud. then we bought lots of school supplies. i drove everywhere. only one mishap. i was pulling into world harvest's parking lot. and because of consequences that i will not explain i was unable to go up the steep driveway. so my mom and i had to switch. and who should be behind us in a very snazzy car but mr. butler and his wife. Whoops. actually it was quite humorous. but i was driving a stick. so it wasnt like i couldnt drive. it was more like the car didnt understand me. why was tom's blog slutty? some news gazette lady at the sweetcorn festival offered me a free copy and whoops! i accidently shouted "NO WAY." but then i reassured my mom that they couldnt write bad things about her because of me because we dont look alike so duh... we arent related. or something. ok i am a little happy about school. but mostly for my locker. --cordelia # Friday, August 27, 2004 ( 11:09 PM ) oh yeah: p.s. hookah bar nargile, go suck a big fat juicy one. not only did you put three flyers on the same little black thing you tore down mine to do it. when i had purposely not removed your suck ass flyers from before. why flyer karma kickback? the only flyer i ever fucked with was that jingoistic one in the bathroom. and i didnt even take it down. cp # ( 10:50 PM ) yes to boys who say no last night a bunch of physicists and their spouses came over. so did alison and caitlin. they stayed until 11. it was fun. we watched queer eye and newlyweds. but i got really tired. so they left and i went to bed. this morning i woke up at 5. and i was really confused. but i went to swimming. BLARG. 2,800 yards. yesterday i did 2,700. keeping track makes me feel... not hardcore... but maybe crazy? when i came home i took a nap. and that was good. then i ate some yummy leftovers. at 3:15ish i went and stood on a corner to pick up some hot females. and by that i mean my buddies, kari jean and maureen. i also saw someone who looked EXACTLY LIKE SEAN HUNTER. from boy meets world. then we watched watcher in the woods. and it wasnt actually that scary. except when maureen was goofing off on the eliptical trainer and i scared her by shouting "BLAAAAH" really loudly in a monster voice and she almost fell off. then the afternoon disintegrated into kari and i trying to scare maureen and her getting mad. kari stayed, we were hot and hott. then we decided that we needed some cow. so we went to steak and shake, i came home, it was too late to do anything else (Actually, it wasnt but my dad thought it was). yesterday swimteam went to le pee(p) [lee pee] and shopping. i bought some pretties. and learned a new place for whistles. (oh my). when i write next i will mention: 1. coincidences (DAVY) 2. joan jett and the undeniable hottness --captain planet # Wednesday, August 25, 2004 ( 10:00 AM ) this morning was our first 5:30am practice. ick. they're actually a lot shorter than usual and we only have one a day, so it's a nice change. on our way home, a uni alum, turned U of I student crossed in front of our car. and i decided that i didnt want to go to the U of I. word. i also saw ALL these people going to central. haha, suckers? i need to go school supply shopping. this morning i watched some "700 club" while eating my bagel. it was so disgusting especially the head guy, with the sticky out ears, what a waste. he talked about how marriage was the foundation of the U.S. of A and then about Gays and then about drugs, i did not form a link between gay people wanting to marry other gay people and drug use, but i bet that was intended. the rite of passage/cult/scary movie that kari and maureen and i used to watch has arrived at the library. and i should go get it. but i feel so tired. and a little lazy. maybe in a while. i really like music and tee shirts. here is what i am asking my parents for for my birthday: 1. a non zip up hoodie 2. cds either: the streets or the stockyard stoics 3. the sims? before i started dating mark, my favorite thing to do on the sims was make families of me and my crush. or making sims gay. like maureen, WHOOPS! cordelia # Monday, August 23, 2004 ( 11:04 PM ) i wanna be your right hand man till your hands get old i am not completed by jack white. PHEW! swimming was so hard today that i thought i was going to collapse. or something. but i made it, AND i drove to practice. hooray! my goal right now is to have my liscense by thanksgiving break. i have a birthday present for tom, it is long overdue. but i've had it for a while. i just keep forgetting. i have half of the remainder of kari's present. i do not have a present for maureen yet. and if this comes as a surprise, just think of all those guys who will tell you lies today howie said that having a boyfriend was giving in. sorry if i am not one trillion percent focused on swimming. i dont think he's ever had a boyfriend. i actually dont mind him saying that. i'm surprised i even heard it, i have become such a space cadet. it is really beginning to be a problem. i just hope i dont act the same way, by the time i get that old my birthday is a week from wednesday. batia's is wednesday. my lip feels like i've been eating spicy food. but i've just been chewing on a fan. oh good job cordelia, now you are probably poisoned. hopefully i'll see sixteen. this reminds me of this james bond (?) movie... in the beginning an assassin tries to kill him with poison droplets on a string. but he gets the asian beauty instead. what a shame. clg p.s. today kari and i sang JoJo (not the monkey) lyrics and played SIMS. # Sunday, August 22, 2004 ( 10:26 PM ) a brand new rock i am stretching out last year's team suit. it would be so pretty if it was actually my size. let's see, last night i slept over at kari's, woke up too late for breakfast, scurried to swimteam (away from cries of: we'd get letter points deducted if we were late and, from maureen, "you're wearing a dress?!") then i felt dizzy, ate a chewy bar... bla bla bla. i'm getting better at driving. i'm listening to the clash. clg # Saturday, August 21, 2004 ( 6:20 PM ) the viking boys took my girl away! i think i am going to eat a chewy bar (barr?) before going to kari's "psychedelic lovefest." today i:
kari and i brought an entire long long sunbathing chair in the pool. yippee skippy. but they had to close the pool because not enough people were there. and then we had to steal our bags because no one was manning the bag room, then we heared the big metal things closing, so we screamed and ran. we thought it would stink to be caught in the pool all night. especially on the night of a prescheduled mega mega party. i washed my hair with french shampoo. i dont know how i feel about this. i drove from hobby lobby to kari's. yes. double yes, in fact. i think i am finally getting the hang of how to drive with my dad. i only had a few mishaps, but no stalling! AND i was on mattis!!! adios. clg.
# Friday, August 20, 2004 ( 10:18 PM ) the pharmacists. does anyone remember the commercial with the polyp? i do. obviously. reggae has a neat vibe, but you dont know what i mean. i am going to shower and go to bed. for some reason the butterfly effect really made me upset. i think it was because my dad, who was coming off of medicine, thought he knew how to control the DVD player. which he didnt. i mean, unless you want to see the entire chapter backwards so you can catch those thirty seconds that you missed. sometimes gwen stefani just hits the nail on the head. at waldsee i played a nail game. where you hammer nails into a woodthing and whoever takes the most hits has to buy a round. i was really good, but no rounds were bought. because it was german camp. duh. i am sore. it is all my fault too. i really wanted to cut my bangs tonight. a few weeks ago they reached the way-too-long point, but after they surpassed it, i sort of started ignoring them. it's not that bad. -ccccccc # ( 12:04 PM ) finds a frozen steak and goes running for the shelter of her mother's little helper. BLARG! LOOK out your windows. it is raining. and that is sad. yes. so kari and i wanted to bring someone a present, but that isnt going to happen. good bye dreams! good bye prince charming! so much for my happy ending? no really, it's not a problemo. i really, really, really, really like "mother's little helper" by the rolling stones. i am assembling kari's birthday present. for tomorrow! my little darling is a whopping fifteen! actually she was a while ago, but it isnt over until we eat cake. which reminds me, there is a giant testicle in my room AND my water bottle is missing. i have to go supervise my dad because he is coming off of sedatives given to him by A DOCTOR. oh my! i wish i had a nurse hat. cdelia # Monday, August 16, 2004 ( 10:23 PM ) the other night mark came over for dinner winner. and we had salad. it was after food not bombs. so i wasnt hungry. but tonight i was hungry. because i had 5 hours of swim team. i feel so much better than i did a year ago. ie i am still alive. YES! so mark came over, and i was like "i really wanna do your hair" and then he let me do it. YAY! i really like hair. (so obvious due to the abundance on my wegs). and so i tried to make him look like ~M~ but he just sort of ended up looking like wolverine. Except he didnt have the annoying v on his forehead or the dumb grimace, or the potentially painful zing-zingers (those things on his hands). it's okay though, i thought it was very very cute. i babysat today and we had lunchables for lunch. they were sort of gross. why did i ever envy the kids who got them? it was also not enough food. =( x 1 million. so after 2nd swimming I WAS MEGA STARVED, it was CRAZY. wow. too many caps. mmk. then i went to rad cheering, it was fuuuun. with two new people, AND A LADDER. tomorrow i am going driving, maybe interstate, so i need to REST UP. oh gawwwwwwwd. i am going to go complain to my mom and then sleep. GNIGHT HOMIE WOMIES! cdelia # Sunday, August 15, 2004 ( 12:52 AM ) eh hem, say what?!: he's got spirit and heart/we're ten years apart i wanna kill this man/but he turned around and ran/i'll kill him with karate/that i learned in japan i dont think mark has soundless jumping power and remarkable landing as his ability (unlike garu) but it was still very nice to see him today. my dad made very tasty pizza. chicago was nice. chinatown was especially good. i bought a planner. and i really like it. and now my life feels pulled together and not crazy/forgetable. i really really like stickers. especially when they are sort of little. last night i talked a lot in my sleep. my mom told me it was in german. i was probably singing the "blut" song. HOORAY! i sleep so much in cars. i also pretend to sleep. ALSO: I AM WEARING MY SWIM PANTS TO BED. they actually work for this purpose. when my mom woke me up for chicago i hissed at her and pretended to be a meanie. i did not see rufus in der windlicher city, but i did see a car with liscense plate: rufus 46. um, what the hell is about to happy with uni high email? please tell me, i am confused. OH MA GAWD, BED TIME FOR PRETTY GIRLS WITH SUNBURNS, PRETTY PLANNERS and 8 SUITORS. no way? i think i would be super fun if i did drugs, but i HATE the way they smell?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? gnight. p.s. this entry is full of shit? # Thursday, August 12, 2004 ( 11:35 PM ) JUCIFER um? so i was watching a garage band shammydig on MTV and they had nice old videos. AND then they played a clip of the blackouts. and i was COMPLETELY complete. and happy. then i got tired of little steven and whoops! i ended up seeing someone on jackass run around with a fake erection (secret comment here about jake roth). i know that jackass is "dumb," but i was super amused. today kari and i went to the indoor pool. it was super dooper fun. and we kicked. and we flipped. most importantly we slid. and i saw stevie and she was very fun. then i rode my bike in a fast way to the imc for shows meeting. i got home *right* before it got dark. yes! so the governor of new jersey came out today and said he was gay and that he had an extramarital affair with a man and that he was resigning. um. why do people always resign when they've had affairs? my mom got really excited and we called everyone in new jersey (not everyone, just our friends) to commiserate, but no one was there, only my nana. so we gave her the news. i'm sad that all those marriages were annuled. but then again, marriage is really no longer making any sense. stuff i need to do: 1. cancel wednesday driver's ed 2. babysit monday i'm going to chicago tomorrow. it's going to be so "rock n roll." actually, that was a lie. but my fingers, toes and nose are going to be perpetually cold, i'm going to have ethiopian food and i'll go see paintings. i have just found my ID. this is a great day. cordelia # Wednesday, August 11, 2004 ( 10:47 PM ) listening to rancid makes me think of getting up early early early in the morning! this is a very strange feeling. last night i went to alisa's house with dan pleck and we watched kill bill vol. 2 and it was very good. and dan said that he needed to see a doctor, and i had a dream about why. oops! then i woke up on time for driver's ed. yes! i also executed a "great" left turn. double yes! the teacher asked me a lot of questions about batia, um, but i'll tell her about those. then he was telling me about how he thought all stick-shifts should go back to europe and asia, where they came from. or something. maybe he is the fabled instructor who listened to rush limbaugh? perhaps. so i went to kari's and maureen and she and i watched "life of brian." yesterday kari came over and she tried to teach me spanish so we played "restaurant" and i refused to pay $42 for my burrito and water, so i ran away and was chased and hit with a towel. today my dad learned about coffee enemas. and talked about them at dinner. BUT THEN AN OPOSSUM WALKED ACROSS OUR BACK PORCH. WOW. my mom and i had to go retrieve her friend(who's out of town)'s newspapers. it is less than a block away. but i had to wear ski socks, and pants and a scarf and my margottenenbaumcoat. brrr! things i need to do: 1.reschedule wednesday driving 2.buy 3.chillax mmmmmmmmmm.bubbles. clg # Monday, August 09, 2004 ( 11:02 PM ) no matter what or who you are. this evening at dinner i heard weird noises, and my dad said it was thunder. but i think the noises were boats out at sea. or at least that's what i thought at first. today i was riding my bike and i saw someone who i thought was anna file, and i got really happy and was just about to say "HEY ANNA FILE" when she turned around and it was not to be. i was sad. but then i saw alisa. twice! hooray! i also biked to daniel's to get my tortilla press. i was proud of myself because i remembered the way. i also detoured through the cemetery. useless greg and ryan church were there, it was sort of surprising, but i'm not sure why. the rowdy sunglasses i found smell like smoke. so they are in my window to get "fresh rain scent." also i have found out something terrible about eugene. not actually terrible. just sad. so young. but not dead! time to turn off the computer before it gets struck by lightening! cordelia p.s. i know my halloween costume! # ( 12:27 AM ) [insert bdr lyrics here please] i love the way pert plus smells i like orcas i like my blankie! i also like these crazy catching thoughts i am having! hooray. about saturday. and fishing poles. this is actually just a hint for me to remember. toodaloo! # Sunday, August 08, 2004 ( 8:15 PM ) hot topic is the way that we rhyme har har. last night we were sorting laundry and watching iron chef and my mommy fell asleep. then my cat tried to sit on her face. today i went to daniel(not jacobs)'s house. i met his cat. i made tor-till-as. they were dissapointing i sort of forgot that i dont like corn flour tortillas. i mean, i like them, but they are dissapointing. i did lots of dishes. i also helped frizz-eye eggplant. they were ok. then we went to the park and served this, oh this was food not bombs, by the way. but my dad called it guns not bombs. not on purpose-- i think, but you can never tell with him. so way before i went to daniel's house i went driving with my mom. and i stopped too long at the stop sign in the hobby lobby parking lot. and some stupid meany honked at me. that was how i remembered i didnt have the big yellow driving school sign on top of the car. then we went to song's acupuncture clinic. but mostly because we were driving on little roads. there was almost no traffic, it was great. maybe later on i can go driving in the country. i hope so. after fnb, alison, daniel and i went back to his house and cleaned. his cat is adore-able. then we went to hessel park to slide on this big inflatable thing. except i sort of flew on it. as in my butt wouldnt stay put. so i just soared. muchos fun. then we played on the swings. then we went in the water. but we didnt have swimsuits. so we just got nacked! NO! NO! NO! that's what you wanted me to say, we actually just got our clothes wet. then we played violent games by the downer truck. they were fun. after a brief stint with a ball we climbed a tree. i have sap on my hands and clothes and my knee is dirty. i should wash my hair. we talked about theatURfest. and nothing in particular. OKEY DOKEY ARTICHOKEY! clg # ( 11:52 AM ) i rock too fast for love... so yesterday i went driving... with my mutti. and i had been avoiding this because she is sort of jumpy and draws air in a lot, but i was mad at my dad and he is also not that understanding. i went out on the small roads by parkland. my skills improved vastly. so i got in the driver's seat and adjusted all this stuff. then i turned on the car and she gasped. it was very funny for me. fortunatley i didnt make any big mistakes until she was used to me. i also babysat. josh, the soon to be 1st grader watched jaws alone. then later in the evening he became really scared of sharks. even though we are in the middle of illinois and there are no sharks for a long way. but then we watched free willy, and it sort of balanced Jaws out. (i hope). so bla, bla bla. i'm not too sure when swimming starts. hm. # Thursday, August 05, 2004 ( 10:29 PM ) walrus walrus walrus, i am hot and cold so, happy birthday to daniel, if he reads this? sometimes when i remember people they are much better in my head. yes. today submaureen came over. then i made salade chevre chaud for my mommy and me. it was ok. i accidently burned myself in art class, but i didnt tell anyone. it wasnt that serious. but it hurt. ok so i did something today, and i cant tell you what, but it was sort of like me calling a funeral home and sounding really happy. except that isnt it. everything ran over at the imc. i watched part of the documentary about JANE. it was good. i also watched part of goat of arms. they were fun. shows was a little frusterating because i wanted it to end sooner. and someone asked lots of questions. caitlin and i painted our nails yesterday and mine is already chipping. boo hoo. yes. that's it. # Wednesday, August 04, 2004 ( 12:47 AM ) no, you are the hammer. that makes my heart sort of flutter and stuff. um. this morning i slept in for 30 minutes. what a no-no! then i got to art and it was like "oh no, sweaty cordelia has to infiltrate clustered group for demo. oh no!" i meant to turn in all that good school reg. stuff but guess what, it didnt ever get into my backpack. so instead i had fun with pipaw and annie. we all rode our bikes en masse. and it was great. and dan bought me chocolate milk-- what a great guy! the WRFU meeting had the overall turnout of 4 people, me being the only girl and the only person under, 23? yes. no really. tomorrow: art class new frontiers sneaking out to drip wax, must remember matches. i have written Ms on my face to remember. oh man, this could be a big mistake. i'm sure i've done worse though. i want to make brad a cd. har har. i wonder if other girls go home from camp and tell their parents about me and how weird i was. like i sometimes do about them. maybe. hmmmm... goodnight to [the failures] # Monday, August 02, 2004 ( 11:37 PM ) soldiers going in and bodies coming out today the batchalin toxin and i went to the movies. specifically napoleon dynamite. specifically, we had our own private eighties fest. featuring: her tights, my off the shoulder dare shirt-swimsuit combo, her skirt, my shades and her voluptous body. um... this reminds me of a weekend update thing. somehow we managed to see a trillion people we knew. which was um, i dont know. jake roth was on a date, complete with chaperone! and i dont even know if i should call him: mikey, mike, spikey or michael or maybe spikael. this is very "fristerating." also at the movie theater i saw: david cohen, tiffany, erin, costi, chang, lara. ah ha, lara. batia and i walked in and we were sporting our shades and looking ridiculous and she looked us up and down before she realized who we were. ah ha. silly. .and i am so angry that this could get so bad so fast. after art class today i visited dan pleck. we gabbed. he asked me to buy him a sandwich but i had exactly $1. so we were both out of luck, but lucky at the same time, because we had each other*. david n.s. has gotten really furry. my dad keeps saying shite like "i'm reading this Against All Enemies book, and it's getting me really mad," oh great. so now he will be kept in a constant state of aggravation, increasing the likelyhood that a. he will have some health problem and b. i will get sick of him twice as fast. SO SAD! also, my parents were talking about how this something sucked because the U.S. wasnt allowed to provide contraception (or was it abortions?) in some foreign country. and i wanted to ask them why, if they were so angered, didnt they do something. and i mean, i know they earn the bread, and i just eat it. but please. after several days of being mad, you have two options. 1. stop coming into my room to be riled up 2. do something. dont get me wrong, i want them to be riled up. but i also want them to go away. and maybe i am just having moodswings and being an emotional teenager, but maybe they are also annoying. then my vati suggested that i read his book. and um, no thanks. i mean, it would be a mega learning experience, but i already know that bush is bad, and i get mad enough as it is, without some expert being like "you are right, and he's not listening, and it's all his fault." whoa. my. after the movie i really thought that getting stoned would be approp (appropriate) but sadly, i am morally incapable of stoning myself/asking others to stone me. so now i am just up late. being sort of lame. i have to go scrub off my eighties make up, and maybe when i wake up this will be less funny: sanityyy24 (11:44:01 PM): hes in my band CatGirlCool (11:44:07 PM): m. CatGirlCool (11:44:09 PM): what band? sanityyy24 (11:44:15 PM): uh...mine? CatGirlCool (11:44:24 PM): i mean what's the namesanityyy24 (11:44:26 PM): S.I.D. CatGirlCool (11:44:46 PM): sliding into drainageditches? sanityyy24 (11:45:20 PM): no CatGirlCool (11:45:38 PM): well...? sorry these are sooo long. (not) clg *this sap just rolled write off my tongue # Sunday, August 01, 2004 ( 8:46 PM ) broken heart beats faster guys. i still love the failures. they make me feel really great. i think i should start listening to music while biking again. dangerous as that may be. and i'm just sort of hoping that an electric current goes through you when i accidently touch your hand. after making yummy hummus and eating fry bread at food not bombs annie, alison and daniel came over to do dishes. but it was really alison, daniel and i doing dishes to the musical stylings of annie. then i showed off my geetar. now i am super into playing it. i think this is mostly the fault of my folder. also my music theory lesson. i did it in under 5 minutes. it would've been sooner but i had to ask my mom a question. maybe next week i can get two lessons and catapult my learning experience. i should've gotten the stockyard stoics' cd. because i cant listen to their 45 in my room. but it so good. especially the adolescent chemistry song. a while ago (ie a year or something), i "dissed" a band, black left pinky, and i misspelled it, black left pinkie. i think i called them stupid. not a very calculated diss, but not very strong either. anyways, a few days later i got an email from one of them, that said something like "if you're gonna diss a band in your online journal, at least spell it right. black left pinkY. from davY" or something like that. anyways. once in a while i wonder how that guy found my blog. especially since i misspelled the band name. oh wait, later in the email he went on to say "but what should i expect from an emo kid anyway?" i didnt mean to hurt his feelings. but um. oh well. i am going to go rock out now. Kordelia # ( 1:58 AM ) p.s. the little wheely buttony thing on my mouse is broken and ohmagawd this is so sad that i am going to bed. i wrote ben. but um. not true. tschau! # ( 1:30 AM ) thirty four "let's have an affair guys." here is what i did today in list form...: 1. wake up eat toast and yogurt 2. start making piecrust 3. shower 4.bake pie 5. eat lunch 6. geetar according to sean i improved a lot. which is funny because i have played guitar maybe um, 3 times in the past 5 weeks? yes. but maybe he just doesnt remember right. then i brought my pie to srooti's and we watched some hindi movie, masti. and it was crrrazy. just when you think they have enough problems and plot twists and maybe, just maybe the movie could possibley start to wind down something new happens. 8. dinner 9. concert. besides seeing maggie threading it on drums, the highlight of the evening was definitley the stockyard stoics. and i was sort of a mean door person. but um. i hate gross liars. some people make back-to-school resolutions. i know some of you indecisive people are like "gee, what should i resolve to do?" boy do i have answers for you! well let's see, not to beat you up (it's sort of like kicking someone who's "crippled") but here are my suggestions: for starters, how about not using this speech pattern: "well, i really think we should go to the bladibla, if you guys want, because i liked it, but i really dont know, i mean, it's up to you, i dont care." if you dont care, then you dont really think. grrr. i am so tired of people talking like this. and maybe i am on a super mean streak, but when you talk like this i get very mad. and dont even try to act like this is just you being coy. you dont need to be coy with me. i am *not* trying to mate with you. or think you're cute. thank you so much. when troubled hubble say "broken hearts are overrated, you died alone because you waited" i sometimes wonder if they are anti-"saving" oneself. my parents are. which is sort of weird. because they are my parents. but in this month's issue of seventeen there's an article about christian counselling and i think it's supposed to be an alternative to living together before marriage. so my mom asked me if i thought she and daddy should solve their problems with the bible. i think i asked if she was insane and then we laughed a lot. haha. so yeah, time for bed cordeeeeeeeelia # |
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