I am a 25 year old butcheyfemme queer with rubbish on my mind and sparkles everywhere else
Did you have a good weekend? Mine's involved heavy panting, heavy pants, heavy petting and heavy pets.
See you when I am a fully graduated prick as opposed to a fully undergraduated prick.
And if you can be arsed, recommend me a good book. Something funny would be swell.
The return of Bunnie
The fact I have a job interview
Boys in kilts
Girls in tiny kilts
My girl in anything
The fact I have a job interview for a job I wont get
Her, yes her across from me that is snifflin' and munchin on cough sweets so fuckin loudly that despite the booming 'house' in my ears I can still hear her.
The damn faulty zipper on my trousers and wearing lightly coloured pants. Not a good look
The sweat brought on my too tight shirts
Tapered fuckin jeans. How many times do I need to tell you people?
Oh and I just discovered a picture of me from that friends reunited site. Buggered if I know why but have a look if you want. It's very blurry (shite scanner resolution perhaps? or the reluctance to put the faces of us inbreeds up clearly for the whole world to see?) I am in the third row, five from the left as you look at the picture. I am a blurry featureless mass. Sick.
See far-too long haired Fee as she pretty much still looks today.
7/15/2003 12:04:00 PM
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