alright, back in business...

dude, joan rivers turned 70 yesterday. how messed up is that? plastic plastic everywhere...

ok, so today was the almighty semi annual sale a la vicky's. *excitement brews* children, there r few things in life which can bring the joy of pretty underwear. i saved like a hundred bux with all them crazy discounts, twas amazing. ahh! i love it. cat was working so she was tossing stuff at me. i actually got things that match, i had never really tried b4. good times. i'm such a loser, i wanna go back again. hello my name is dana, &...*bites fist* ...i'm addicted to pretty underwear.

Mr. Potato Head is endorsing the slicing, frying, and consumption of his fellow potatoes. It gives him, and all your Hasbro toys, a bad name. Why not get an actor dressed up like Hitler to promote "Risk"? Why not have the Monopoly man encourage people to eat mustacheoed millionaires? courtesy of the lovely site i'm enjoying this evening

i'm listening to queen. hot dog do i loves me some queen

sarah- i'm pissed off cuz i forgot that i had a black bra on & i brought a white tank top
rachel- you can't tell
sarah- good
me- i noticed right away
sarah- dammit, i knew dana would be the one to look at something like that
yep, that's me... whatever that means

so the devils won. that's cool yo. i have a devils slammer, back from them good ol' POG days... word

also from that site:The plot is pretty formulaic, like your other ones -- there's an Everyguy who falls in love with some woman, but they don't know if they like each other, whatever. I don't really care about that part. I just want to tell you about the robot squirrels.
In 2005, I predict robot squirrels will become an enormous fad, similar to the Hula Hoop or Pet Rock. Every child in America will want to own several dozen of these playful metallic creatures. So whenever you need a laugh, you just throw in a few robot squirrels, and everybody yells, "ROBOT SQUIRRELS!"
ha, oh squirrels... ya just can't lose

too many noodles really can mess u up. just check out the damn site. u'll see, 'tis a good time

alright, peace out cub scouts