Retarded USC Girl

Ah, there is nothing quite as funny as telling someone that you remember the time he had to dish out blow jobs to pay for his tattoo... ;)

I'm tired. Moving is hard work. The packing, the unpacking, the cleaning, the scrubbing, getting egged by the neighbors..... ahhh, all in a day's work.

Anyway, I am officially a local . WOO HOO. :)

I am sleepy on a level that I didn't realize existed. So, off I go....

But, since I have failed to update lately, let me just say this: "I have amazing friends. Jodi, you are awesome and I simply adore you - even if you do beat your dick like it owes you money! Julie - I aint heard from you, so I just pretend you are my friend Helen Keller and we are having trouble communicating. :) All my people at work... the ladies at ladies night..... ahhhh, it is just been a great ride". :)

O Happy Day.

* oH and I keep singing the fucking Pepto Bismol song "nausea, heartburn, indigestion, upset stomach, diarrhea!"

_Jason met a girl who was missing some fingers - permanent rock fist. ;)

posted by Ashlyn @ 2:42 PM