Yar, yar, yar. It’s been a long day.
Jul. 18th, 2002 11:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nirix5Josh’s grandmother’s funeral was this morning. I feel so bad for him- his grandmother was basically his mom (she raised him from when he was a baby) and he was all torn up about it. But watching his grandfather was horrible… sitting there in a wheelchair, crying and trying to hide it with a tattered “God Bless America” sticker on the back. Jesus. And I was the only one of Josh’s friends there- you’d think Ricky or Steve or someone would have gone but they didn’t.
In other news:
~Justin is an ass. Mickeyfickey won’t tell me what he’s thinking. Bastard. But he has a bike…so…it’s all good? Umm.
~I AM going to Philly. Tomorrow, in fact, on the 12:30 bus. In light of this recent conformation of alleged plans, I have the following things to say to people.
Mijo: When I get back, it’s so fucking on. Vogue, vogue, vogue, vogue!! I’ll call you in the morning. Yessir.
Kate: Take care of yourself, sweetie. Hang in there, okay?
Ayako chan: Let me know when you’re going back to school. I’m thinking, Snug Harbor, I’m thinking, photo shoot, I’m thinking, pointe shoes and tiaras and tutus with an uzi. Mwah mwah darlink.
Tom: Pssh. I have nothing to say to you. :-P lol. Talk to you tomorrow. Have fun moving. Don’t forget to tell Matt goodnight and kiss-kiss for me. :D lmao!
Al: I will email you, at some point in my scatterbrained life. I swear to god I will.
I should be back in two weeks. In reality, who knows? I go forth into buckets and buckets of DRAMA. Hopefully I will come out unscathed and with money. The downside to this is the chance of having internet access is extremely iffy. So I’ll be incommunicado for a while. If you have something to say, better say it before eleven tomorrow morning, or forever hold your piece. (Actually, it’s TWICE forever, since a whole week is forever in Never Never Land.)
Talk to you guys later. Don’t get into trouble with the mob and/or government, okay? It’s trickier to pull people’s asses out of the fire when you’re six hours away.
Muah ha ha.
In other news:
~Justin is an ass. Mickeyfickey won’t tell me what he’s thinking. Bastard. But he has a bike…so…it’s all good? Umm.
~I AM going to Philly. Tomorrow, in fact, on the 12:30 bus. In light of this recent conformation of alleged plans, I have the following things to say to people.
Mijo: When I get back, it’s so fucking on. Vogue, vogue, vogue, vogue!! I’ll call you in the morning. Yessir.
Kate: Take care of yourself, sweetie. Hang in there, okay?
Ayako chan: Let me know when you’re going back to school. I’m thinking, Snug Harbor, I’m thinking, photo shoot, I’m thinking, pointe shoes and tiaras and tutus with an uzi. Mwah mwah darlink.
Tom: Pssh. I have nothing to say to you. :-P lol. Talk to you tomorrow. Have fun moving. Don’t forget to tell Matt goodnight and kiss-kiss for me. :D lmao!
Al: I will email you, at some point in my scatterbrained life. I swear to god I will.
I should be back in two weeks. In reality, who knows? I go forth into buckets and buckets of DRAMA. Hopefully I will come out unscathed and with money. The downside to this is the chance of having internet access is extremely iffy. So I’ll be incommunicado for a while. If you have something to say, better say it before eleven tomorrow morning, or forever hold your piece. (Actually, it’s TWICE forever, since a whole week is forever in Never Never Land.)
Talk to you guys later. Don’t get into trouble with the mob and/or government, okay? It’s trickier to pull people’s asses out of the fire when you’re six hours away.
Muah ha ha.
