Sixteen pages of talking about myself and my stupid family. You would think I would enjoy such a task, but there's only so much I can say about myself before I start to want to kill the man that wrote the textbook. What a jackass! If I ever meet this Cherlin fellow, he and I are going to exchange words. And then I'm going to kick his ass.
One more thought. When Friends first came on the air, I was in love with Ross. Head over heels in love with Ross. But, why does he, well, David Schwimmer himself, really, always look as if he's about to cry? What a whine-o. Don't you just want to punch him in the face? I'm all about the Chandler love now.
Does anyone else watch Ally McBeal? I can definitely relate to this person. Well, you know, if I weighed 34 pounds. She represents the anorexic klutz that resides in every one of us.
Yeah, I think I should go to bed now.
My apologies and a farewell??? - 2005-10-20
It should be Friday somewhere. - 2005-10-03
It's Friday again! - 2005-10-01
Amendment to previous entry... - 2005-09-26
Longer than I intended. It's to tide you over for another week. - 2005-09-23