Showing posts with label hmm. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hmm. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Angelina, If you ever get sick of Brad...

You can always just do Rob Lowe...
To me, I can barely tell the difference.

 I hate it when people ripoff my style, but this is too much.  
I guess Californication couldn't get Brad, so they got Rob instead, and made do.
I've heard Brad is stinky, anyways.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

NOTHING...


i'm empty...nothing...no thoughts I can even put into writing...it's weird...
right now I just count the hours I have to sit at work...go home and sit some more.
Sometimes I take my running shoes out and look at them...sometimes I even put them on, put my ipod on, walk out the front door and sit on the front steps.
interesting.
I say...go legs...they just bend and sit.
nothing
empty