my milkshake
I waited until exactly midnight so I could post my 666th entry at the witching hour. Um, cool? After I wrote my last entry, which consisted mainly of excitement about the number 666, I read somewhere else on the internet (because diaryland is not the only website in the entire world) that they found this text that is the oldest they've ever found and it said that the evil number was 616 or something lame like that. But 666 is too wellknown so things will probably never change? Okay whatever, 616 just sounds stupid.
Today I um. Woke up at 1:30. Went driving, went to the bakery, went to Carly's, ate chinese food which I've been craving for two weeks, came home, etc. This computer is so summer and full of past summer's music, including hit tracks (new fave phrase) by Kelis, J-Kwon, Wheatus, Hoku, Rancid, Steve Miller Band, The Velvet Teen, The Weakerthans, Sweatshop Union, The Moldy Peaches, Le Tigre, Saves the Day, Rooney, Judas Priest, The All American Rejects, Something Corporate, Chingy, Ludacris, Hot Hot Heat, The Vandals, Surfjan Stevens, Flashlight Brown, Blackalicious, Public Enemy, The Transplants, The Darkness, Dashboard Confessional, The Faint, Iced Earth, etc.
Listening to those MUSICAL ARTISTS will put you in a good mood.
When do I want to leave? Maybe the 8th?
