"Look under the sink, Jane Charlotte";;

Currently listening to: Tom Sawyer - Rush
Currently reading: Bad Monkeys by Matt Ruff
Currently addicted to: Dark chocolate-covered pretzels

HELLO SKYLR. If you are reading this post, I mean. Which you won't, cause I'm posting it after you disappear into the world of Facebook again. Uhmmm. Explain why you people from Australia/New Jersey/Florida/Rio de Janeiro are reading this.

Also, what is the correct spelling of the word um? Does it have an h or what? [Note to self: Oh dear god, Tessa, shut up.]

I wanna make an advice thing, cause I'm good at advice. Maybe. I'm not sure. Am I? No, I just give weird opinions.
Random Chick: Help me get over BLABLA! I LOVE HIMM.
Super Tessa to El Rescue-o: Love is non-existant, fool.
Great advice, right?

I didn't go to school today. Instead, I slept til 12, ate an omelet, read Bad Monkeys, went on teh intarwebs, rejected a friend request from a pastor on Facebook, made a set on Polyvore, did not post the set, walked the dog, yada yada.

Oh, and Benadryl is made of loveliness. It makes you sniff things fall asleep after like three seconds of taking it.

Uh. *is not a druggie, I swear*

Can I just say that Serafina67 *urgently requires life* by Susie Day is my blogging inspiration? Because it is seriously hilarious (almost said LOLarious, wow...) and Brit-chick-tastic and involves drunk ramblings cheating boyfriends awesome stuff that if I said it would give away everything?

READ IT. I dare you. Also, eat omelets. They are good.

According to caller ID, Dik Johnson is calling. Hahahaha.

See? This is why my blog is shit. I just ramble. Blahhh. Goodbye.