On the fourth day of Christmas my true love gave to me... an octopus necklace. No, really. It's like he knows me or something. I'm so smurfing tired. This was seriously my fourth day of Christmas. Though I was three hours late to the festivities today. I feel the strong urge to buy a new television, you see. The other day Shiny called me a spoiled bitch (among other things, but she talks a lot anyway so...) and I think this Christmas has kind of proved ...
I think I'm just gonna go on a cocaine binge. I have a pretty good savings; I think I could run wild for a pretty long time before I run dry. BJ's gonna be tough to work around--he's diligent--but if I do enough cocaine I won't care anyway, right? My friend said that they sell cocaine in, like, a lozenge in South America. I'll bet I could get that online. I'm not really into the thought of snorting powder up my nose, you see. Especially not through money. Money is covered in bacteria, ...