THIS IS JUST MEAN

The look on my face is because:

-The TV isn't working. Shit.

-My neighbor's 6 month old baby is hooked up to three tubes in the hospital because she has a kidney damaging bladder infection :(

-I was up until 2 AM last night watching Mythbusters (that show is the best thing...ever?)

-I bought $4 worth of yogurt covered pretzels (totally worth it)

-I dished out $10 for Tatler magazine (again, totally worth it)

AND THE CREME DE LA CREME

-McQueen committed suicide? SAY IT AIN'T SO

BUT ON A CHEERIER NOTE

Tom & Rob went underwear shopping today: http://justjared.buzznet.com/2010/02/11/robert-pattinson-stocks-up-on-boxer-briefs/

The most tragic tale

We're watching Zefrelli's version of ROMEO AND JULIET in English right now.

(I will be doing a post on Olivia Hussey sometime soon)

I have been inspired to write a tragedy.

Imagine you are in senior high school, a senior high school where wearing high heels is surefire sign you're a part time hooker.

Now imagine you have these high heel pumps.

And they're the shit.

They're perfectly broken-in.

Shiny patent leather.

FOUR INCH HEEL.

You have only ever wore them (in public) TWICE.

YOU SPENT 5 DAYS OF BLISTERING PAIN BREAKING THEM IN.

Now, you'll most likely not wear them for a long long time.

For never was a story of more woe, than this of a girl and her shoes.

:(

IF YOU EVEN KNOW HOW SAD THIS MAKES ME

(Btw I'm working on a header :D)