7:15 and still at work.....waiting for 8:00...![]()
7:15 and still at work.....waiting for 8:00...![]()
"I do not intend to tiptoe through life only to arrive safely at death"-anon
10:12 p.m.
"...if you weren't smart enough to get a pedophile in a dress to put a small amount of water on the child’s forehead, then what the eff did you think was going to happen?
12:50 am I should be asleep![]()
"...if you weren't smart enough to get a pedophile in a dress to put a small amount of water on the child’s forehead, then what the eff did you think was going to happen?
11:58 pm -- I am not feeling sleepy at all.
8.00 pm - Doing English homework. Yay.
Out, damned spot! Out, I say!
10:08 PM -- I am soooo hungry![]()
10:57 pm I'm almost sleepy
"...if you weren't smart enough to get a pedophile in a dress to put a small amount of water on the child’s forehead, then what the eff did you think was going to happen?
3:10pm......hard at work....![]()
well except for checking LitNet![]()
"I do not intend to tiptoe through life only to arrive safely at death"-anon
11:05 PM and I should go to sleep. *yawns*
Click here to take the stupidity test.
5.23pm. Dinner time!![]()
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
my poems-please comment Forum Rules
11:04 A.M
have some work to do.![]()
1:48 PM
Monster break in school
Nothing much to do, just hanging around.
Wish hard enough, I could turn it to what I like.
Fall Out Boy, "Tiffany Blews."
6:45 - On the litnet!![]()
Ethel Mertz: Gee, this high altitude sure gives me an appetite.
Fred Mertz: What's your excuse at sea level?
Fred Mertz: Now what are we supposed to do? Thumb a ride on a passing halibut?
Ricky Ricardo: I can't afford it.
Lucy Ricardo: Those must have been the first English words you learned.
11:14 at home. Drawing engel....
Shall these bones live?