I've got 1234 blog views! Make a wish on it! Make a wish!!!

of course the fact that you're viewing the blog means I no longer have 1234 blog views. You fucked it up. Thx bunches for that.

But anywaysz. Just blogging to say that I'm tired cus I went to school && I went to work && I cooked && i cleaned && i changed my myspace && i'm boutta do my homework && pass out cus its bout an hour past my bedtime. [yea i got a bedtime. I'm old that way, catch up youngins] But chea. No work tomorrow so thats good. Gotta babysit tho. Bleh. Me && Jon run the house anyway its not like anybody's really gonna miss mom. When she's here its like she's gone && when she's gone we just think she's in the bathroom. Till she comes back && then we're like "oh, you left?"

I keep thinkin she's gonna die tho. Like soon. Like while I'm still here. Its only creepy cus its reoccuring. Like allllll the time I think she's gonna die. But whatever. Lets think positive. "Mommys not gonna die." Say it you fucking punks!! :((

Bleh I forgot what I was going to say. Not that it was anything meaningful.

Godfather: "How does it feel finally having money?"
Me: "I wouldn't know, I'm always giving it to you."
Godfather: "Ahh, welcome to life."

Well shit, where was I before && can I go back?

'qone.