April 27, 2011

smiling at the evil people dinner in ten minutes

dear it don't matter diary,

my skin is dry, it don't matter. my tracking number for my envelope is out in the car, it don't matter. my hair is tangled, it don't matter. the dogs just got in a huge argument, it don't matter. i had a long talk with prince harry, betcha that wont matter. i feel like a bird in a cage, it don't matter. my hands smell like a dick, it don't matter. i am hungry, it don't matter. i am not happy at the moment, it don't matter. people are not kind to me, i am used to that, it doesn't matter. it is time to get the dick smell off my hands and make matters matter and then eat.