new post just for the sake of not having some lame-ass title such as "girlfriends" be the first thing one sees as one lands on my small parcel of blogosphere.

that's all. i'm paranoid about friends; last night i dreamed that for grad school i had to go back to my high school for a week and take classes - in algebra we went to this amphitheater that was made of sand dunes and we put triangle-shaped blocks in the sand and flooded it; my high school crush "carlitos" was also there, being reprimanded by his soccer coach for not participating in practice - apparently he was distracted because he was my sister's baby's daddy...

in other words, i miss my dream journal and i'm pissed that the perfect journal (spiral, hard bound, thick paper, pages turn neatly) costs like $12.00. though i may just end up buying one. a dream journal is so much fun!

oh! good lord i almost forgot! sex, drugs, and rock 'n' roll! fornication pussy willow cock and balls! dick, prick, johnson, pito, paja, one-eyed-monster, trouser snake! hahahaha! (trying to see if this increases blog traffic. check out the sitemeter and then check the "referrals" to see what people were searching for when they found this!)