"I'm going to put my foot on your face, Johnny Depp." 2004-05-27 - 1:54 p.m.
I am rapidly approaching the 1000 diary entry mark. I feel like I should have a big diary geek party or something. Yeah, here in Hickville.
Okay, maybe not. Who wants to write a guest 1000th entry? Former Anonymous Comment Signer Guy? Hmmmm? *bats eyelashes*
So anyway. I'm going to go work in my mom's store this weekend. Hello, anxiety attack. Yeah. It's only for four days. But really, what's the point? I could save myself the mental anguish. Really. Retail, how I loathe thee above all things. Best job ever? Grading history papers. Yeah, I am definitely a geek. A geek who HATES retail, that is. Oh well.
Last night I watched Bowling for Columbine. My first thought after watching that was "What went wrong with America?" My second thought was "What hasn't always been wrong with America?" And that makes me hurt.
Talking on the phone to a Nice Drummer does not hurt, however. Not one iota. Hehe!