I think I must have some half-assed promise to write in here -- I won't bother with that again. I'll just write in here when it tickles my fancy.
Anyway, I've been reading Anne Rice's Angel Time. One of her shorter works, but also her most recent - written just last year. It was interesting, reading something that was younger than me. Usually, I feel like I have to blow the dust off of anything of hers.
The search for a Summer Job is on. I've toyed with the notion before, but now I'm full-on, Get-a-Job-or-Die. I even cut my hair. I need to be presentable, don't I?
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The Stomach.
OH BB~ Its genius.
pls call me beyonCE