Cuckoo doodle doo

I put my iPod on shuffle and asked her some very serious questions.

I asked her when I should start dieting and she told me: AFTER
TONIGHT. Damn, she's good.

You should try it too! I spent frikin 45mins playing fortune teller
with Lola. I know. I'm insane.

Gonna continue reading Lolita now, I guess. And I can't meet up with
the girls tonight! So sad.

I don't know why I blog anymore. So pointless.

I keep waking up sweating after nightmares of cousins dying and why is
it that the guy in my dreams always ALWAYS have very thick feet?? It's
hideous. Who is that guy and why the heck does he have such thick feet?!

Sent from my iPod, Lola Smokah