I think I am going to have a bottle of wine for dinner tonight.
Something's got to put out the fire of total self loathing that went smoldering above the dressing room earlier this evening when I tried to find something snappy to wear for tomorrow�s festivities.
Thank god you can always depend on new shoes to perk your ass up during such horrible encounters.
This is by far, my favorite test I�ve come across, so I will actually do as the others do and post the results �
Which David Lynch character are you most like?
At any rate, yes, the rumors fluttering around are true. When I wake up tomorrow, I will be thirty. But, I figure if I don�t go to sleep at all tonight that�ll put that off for awhile.
That, or keep driving west.
Over the hill jokes are, of courses, retarded and passe.
Oh, I know- you don�t believe me now kids, but you will.
Oh yes, you will.
So enjoy your Britney years while you can. Then, when the time comes I will have you tear down your BSB posters, put down your bottle of Apple Pucker and let you sit at the grown-up table.
We�ll drink Manhattans and have ourselves a laugh and I�ll tell you all my secrets.
Don't worry, I'll save you a comfy seat. See you soon!