the dudes
title: Poopy freakin face.
Monday, Aug. 16, 2004
I'm slipping just a little bit. I haven't been to church in a long time; I haven't even picked up a devotional or my Bible in a very long time. I caught myself swearing yesterday. Yikes. I need to get out of this rut.

Why is it that today started out so great, but after lunch I felt like POOP. Big, stinky piles of POOP.

I also broke a guitar string. That's an annoyance I could have done without. AND, I haven't received my mail from my mom. STUPID UPS SUCKS. AAAHHHH. AND! Everyone thinks I'm freaking dating Chris! AND I'M NOOOOOOT. I DON'T WANT TO DATE HERE. EVER. NEVER. NEVER EVER NEVER.

Losing grip, maybe? I want to eat a DAISY.

x:.:bETH aNN:.:X

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