Friday, Jul. 08, 2005
Harry Potter and drama
Today I bought a dress, and oh am I in love with it. I used Senior Pictures as an excuse to buy it.
Lauren, though, is the shopping diva. I don't know anyone else who can accidentally keep her mother's credit card, spend $100 and upon telling her mother about it, get permission to spend another $100. Lauren-- I hate you.
I'm no longer beating myself up over my fatal slip on Monday night. I have made the entry depicting the event of my brain fart either private or friends-only.
Here's something- how come cartoon girls always have large breasts? Why can't they have small breasts? Not all of us are packing, you know. You've got black girls, you've got white girls, you've got aisian girls, you've got latino girls, you've got girls gone wild, and you've got spy girls. How come all of these girls have breasts, that if present on their tiny bodies in real life, would make them teeter over onto their faces? We need to represent the itty bitty committee! Even the e-surance.com girl looks like she visited the wizard on park and seventy-third.
My mind's going random, I'm sorry. WHO IS PRE-ORDERED FOR HARRY POTTER AT PEACE OF MIND BOOKS? Call me, or leave me a comment and maybe we can set something up. The current plan is to meet up early and do a non-white trash tail-gate thing.
theparisian at 10:58 p.m.