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I LOST A MARBLE 2003-08-10 | 2:43 p.m. hey what's up guys? It's 100F in Upland. That's fucking hot. I'll say it again.....THAT'S FUCKING HOTTTTT! Stupid inland empire bullshit heatwave desert crap. I'm made for fog. All bodily functions cease to function properly when not surroundeed by a thin layer of cool mist at least once a day. No the spittle that flew my way at the club last night just wasn't good enough. You'd think it would be because lord knows there are enough drunk assy peolpe who've lost control of where they shoot thier saliva and by the time I leave I'm covered. But spit isn't fog and that's what I need, fog. Four weeks left. I plan on throwing myself a glorious party when I'm done. It will include getting in my car and speeding down the freeway cutting people off and flipping them off with a huge grin on my face. Maybe I'll rig something up so that the car shoots grease out the tailpipe like James Bond and after I pass people they will spin out and be left standing next to their banged up SUV "wondering what the fuck?" This is all I want. To leave LA in a wake of destruction stemming from my hatred. I almost passed out at work last night. It was scary. I though someone slipped a ruffy? in my cranberry juice. I was just exhausted. Quite embarrasing. That all you get today. P.S. Rhonda what the fuck? Where is your site at? Do you think I need added aggrivation on top of everything else? Girl you better get that shit up and running soon or I'm....I'm...I'm gonna do something. H to the EA, T to the HE, R.
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