Thomas is playing MySims for Wii, and there's a gothic character in it that apparently hates his life, writes bad poetry, is extremely pessimistic, listens to horrible music because he is horrible, has tattoos, lives in a dark house that's wearing black baggy clothes and has long black and red dyed hair.. Talk about stereotypes. Keep encouraging people to judge, world, then cry for peace tomorrow.
My uncle called my mom last night to come to Judy's because apparently I was sneaking boys in.. through the front door! Someone must have been kissing the bottle. I think what made me laugh most was when my mom came here to scope things out, we were sitting in the back room, just hangin' out and bullshitting. First words that came out of my mom's mouth: "Oh.. hi Tyler." then she proceeded to explain to Judy the ridiculousness. I just got a phone call from my father telling me he thought he raised me well and blahblahblah.. Yeah, whatever that means. The only thing I've ever come to understand is why when December 26th comes around, I'll be around even less!
Judy crushed her finger this morning when she was trying to move this machine that does I don't even know.
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I'll admit to it right now, some things SHOULD only be left for men to do. Boo.
Julia and Judy go to the E.R. more times than I can count on my fingers. Judy, do me a favor and stop beatin' yourself up!
And Julia, never stop
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