4:47 p.m. - 2001-09-04
I think
"Life tastes....Good...." As in that commercial. I am completely under the belief now that Moby would absolutely despise my mother freaking guts. If I came up to him he would probably say either nothing at all...or uh um...hehehehe do you need help with something ('under his breath' : WHAT THE HELL?!?!?!)
I must be off because I am to meet Hannah at Simmons after the time she has filled out her college tennis forms. ETC. ETC. Au revoir.
