July 10th, 2003

some lies, last a lifetime. err comment on me you!

My fake-date is tomorrow. I am looking forward to the frostiness of it all. Oh and pie. yum.
I still look like death, the worst version of myself...maybe with my veil, no one will be able to tell. I am so tired and I have a million and one things to do today. I must remember to breathe. It is hard to remember that when you are involved in many other things. Thank goodness the body does it on its own for the most part.

Ciao, caca catzo.