Rambling

I want a coin operated boy.
I love Amanda Palmer.
What happened to the Dresden Dolls?
This blog was for transliness, but that died considering nothing has been happening on that front. At all.
I've been writing.
Sleeping.
Dreaming.
Sleeping.
Eating.
Sleeping.
Stalking AFI via internet.
Sleeping.
Did I mention I've been sleeping?
I'm doing a lot of that.
I'm trying to be more transopen.
Anything dealing with being "trans" will have the word next to it.
Transsport.
Like so.
Or transdance.
Yes.
I'm random at the moment.
I need sleep.
It's bloody hot in here.
Bloody.
Hot.
In.
Here.
It was 103 degrees F here the other day.
New Jersey shouldn't be that hot.
I'm not sure the purpose of this blog.
At all.
Really.
It's turning out to be anything I'm thinking at the moment.
I don't like youtube.
Or myspace 2.0
I think everyone should kill Tom The Myspace man for fucking it up.
Honestly.
Braces free!
I'm slowly becoming vegan.
Nova died.
I swear.
She isn't answering me.
At all.
It's annoying.
I want to talk to Kar-lee.
I want to hang out with Chelsea.
I want to hand out with Vlady.
I need to read a shit load of books.
I need to do a shit load of homework.
It's summer, I know.
-_-
Damn AP classes and their mounds of homework before school starts.
Aussie and NZ came and went quickly.
I need my hair cut and dyed red.
Red tips, that is.
Will that happen?
Probably not.
I've successfully wasted a shit load of time.
I hate twitter yet I use it.
Okay.
I'm sweating.
Sweating is one of the grossest bodily functions.
Ever.
I'm stopping this blog.
Now.

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