October 09, 2002 - 11:34 am
Today started off with a big fat "fuck you" from some malevolent power. Although I wasn't quite late leaving my house, I sure as hell wasn't early, and I hit EVERY fucking possible red light between my abode and the dear Haney's. End result was a pretty shitty mood this morning, which I made every effort to erase by letting myself be amused by the STUPIDEST fucking things. (I'll leave out the list, just write it off as one of those "you had to be there"-kinda things).
Anyhow, since there isn't a whole lot to write about today, I'm gonna turn to mike to my guestbook. I took a look at it (prolly for the first time since September) and realized people were actually signing it. So here are your responses, friends:
Cameron: Yes, this IS the best place to find porn on the internet. *Just click here!*
Martel Bartel: For Tabiness and such, contact your local Megan, we can arrange...things...
ann-frank: Megan-as-comic-character appears courtesy of Michael Haney, good friend and artchimp extraordinaire. I, on the other hand, can't draw a straight line correctly.
Darcie: My dear, you rock. So does your diary. *hug*
That's it from me. I have a muffin to finish and mere MINUTES to finish it in.
