10:07 a.m. - 2003-12-18
Its OK though. Its Christmas and I will eat the magic cookies.
Yesterday I went to the stupid bracelet party where the sales lady was ferocious and the guests were boring.
I bought a stupid thing and scooted outa there claiming that I had laundery to do. That's a white lie, isn't it?
Oh, and they were talking babies again. Oh god. Babies from HER. Eeew! It'll be a fridged little icecube coming out. And there will be sonograms to watch, and instructions to follow. Oh god.
Thank goodness that it will have a great father and Cool Auntie Zencelt.
Aaah. The smell of ginger snaps floating my way...