Ludacris got the flow that makes your booty go *SMACK*

TUESDAY.

Worked from 8-5, and now I am on my way home to work on the bloody finals. SICK. I need to memorize lines and write 2 gi-normous papers. We'll GETERDONE, people. No worries.

Jay and I had Chipotle today...just WHERE IS THE ICE DISPENSER?! Tricky bastards.

FREE COOKIES HERE

One more day. One day more.

Josh: "Yea, she was a helluva RIDE!" *insert Frankenstein face here*

We're thinking shindig at Rob's house this weekend...MAJOR possibilities, ya'll.

Payday = Friday.

I put 20 bucks of gas in the Jeep last night...halfway full. At least you can look DECENT whilst scoring horrible gas mileage.

WOO!

Wow. Woman in MAN CARPENTER shorts = looks OH so wrong.

LAUNDRY

Just NOT preggo.