01-10-05/3:19 PM

happy mid-day monday you fagatrons!


tonight is my work "holiday" party & as oppose to getting my secret santa reciever a card that said, "SANTA ISN'T REAL - IT'S NO SECRET", i got them some fine literature - see: paris hilton's autobiography. but i wish i could just give it to myself afterall.
but drinks will be 2$ & blackjack will be involved, also karaoke - see: spinning the mic by the cord in a triumphant tribute to en vogue.

this is a big WHAT A GWON goin' out to whatever the fuck is in my later-life as i've been having spectacular bouts of uncertainty based on the near, far, & somewhat distant, future - see: anytime past august.
please "holler" back as i didn't think quarter life crises literally happened at twenty.

yes, i still am having the best sex of my life & thisclose to extreme emotional involvement (see: important four letter words) in him. in this.

new years consisted of moonshine, friends putting their heads through the entire bathroom door, socking brick walls, "1999" on repeat for thirty minutes as the party was re-named "y2crazy" c/o spectacular heiress myself, nose drugs, a 26er per person (see: 50 people), cardboard floors, being fagged out until 5am.

anywho,
i know i'm late on child support again but i never ASKED for these illegitimate children, deborah.
moreover i never ASKED for an unquenchable addiction to bedazzling exotic animals or encrusting my mind with jewels beyond your wildest incomprehensable dreams,
it just HAPPENED this way.

pea$e out,

- "WILD" (formerly known as "just" bill) bill.