Bonjour. Si vous voulons me chercher, vous êtes venu au faux endroit.
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
i was trying to clear out the inbox of my phone the other day, and the modal message type went something like this... gail where are you??? and i figured i must really be a very lost person indeed. haha oh wells, my math tutors messages rather tickled me. a typical one would go... gail when are you coming? and after assurances that i would appear sometime in the near future, his reply would be: Ok. with the capital O. always. doesnt he ever get bored with that two-lettered word? anyways. im gonna [try to] crash yngwie malmsteens concert on thursday.. oh wait a minute thats tomorrow.. oh darn it i havent thought of a strategy yet.. anybody wanna come with me? :)
9:52 am
gail.
loves anything new
gets caught up in causes, events, loves
but doesn't do anything about them.
professes to be a supporter of the green movement
but leaves the lights on
disapproves of mcdonalds
but eats there anyways.
godwise, the jury's still out.
schoolwise, fass rocks my socks
but why do i have like a ton of work to do?
familywise, i guess theyre/its great
we just need to figure out what to do around each other?
freindswise, hey you guys are awesome.
blogwise, realises that the profile section is crappy
but doesn't know how else to fill up the space.
