Fruity Drink

Strawberry: 60/100 Pear: 40/100 Banana: 10/100 Tomato: 0/100 Lemon: 10/100

Take the What Fruit Are You? test by webkin and aaronr!




Which drink are you?


Who knew? Oh well. At least I had fun with some of them. Strawberry Mojito..... Sounds good to me!!

Forget And Forget

Some time tomorrow, I have got to get the other site up and running. I know, if I go any slower with it, then I'd start taking it down. I looked through some of my archives tonight, and I decided that I need a theme here. Let's see, theme, theme, theme........

I got it! I could change the name of this to the Shrine Of Lauren And Kristen, the daughters who don't really exist, but were invented to cause James eternal misery from a mental woman. That sounds good. In case you haven't guessed, it's not just the ever-sweet Debbie Swenson who makes up children. The difference here? These "children" weren't invented to scam money out of a whole internet community. They were invented to scam money out of one person. To crush one person. To kill that person.

I was never really close to Debbie's imaginary characters, but you know what? I hated what they did to a community. I vowed that if something like that ever happened to one of my friends, I would stop it. I would do something to prevent that person from ever coming online again. EVER. And you know what? It's happened.

Daughters that don't exist, a psychotic woman who actually gets tippy when James mentions that he needs money, etc. She wants to kill James. But you know what else? It's too late. No one can hurt him any more. I hope she's got her vibrator out, because tonight she's going to wear it out. Tonight, when, if she sees what's happened. Which that's highly unlikely.

Said Sadly

Strange looking color I got going here, huh? Well, it's in a little bit of an honor to James. See, my name isn't Jana, and I care about James. Everyone is doing a little bit of a color/image thing today for James. Even Dave made some more crayons or something. I don't know what he's doing.

You know what truly makes me sad? That people like Jana are allowed to live, love, and the whole nine yards, when people like James and myself are sick. She doesn't appreciate life at all. And that's why I'm writing this. Not that I think that Jana will ever even feel bad about this. She's probably sitting at home masturbating about it right now. That's her speed.

The Spoof Is Out There

I have to write this today. Yes, it's itching me that bad. It seems as though the video that I had of WhoreDee and WhoreDumb and they're posting it all over the internet. Not that that's a bad thing, unless you're like James, and you actually give a flying fuck about what Jana thinks about you. Some people.... ::shakes head:: they just can't stand the truth. Especially when they think that they've spawned two saints, when I for one know better. If either of those "two" were saints, then Heaven is going to be full of orgasms.

If that doesn't get me some sort of whiney, pissy email from Jana, NOTHING will! And now I'm off to watch the TAPE.

Hell Of A Day

This is going to be a sappy-ass post. I made my dog a birthday cake today. Maybe I made two. One for people and one for the dogs. She's over a year old, but today's the anniversary of when I got her. I was going to post pictures of the dogs eating the cakes, etc, but then people might think that I was an old woman talking about her cats or something round the clock.

I think that tomorrow I'll actually help James make the links page on his site. Mostly because I need some more hits. Am I a mooch? Yes. Am I ashamed of that? No. I wouldn't have joined BlogSnob if I was ashamed of mooching hits.

Jana (the -=SAINT=-) sent me a hate-letter the other day over me making fun of her breakdown over James's bio, and I emailed her back that she needed to get a sense of humor. She's never responded to that. Maybe James threatened to take her out of the site and keep his REAL mother in it? I don't know. At least Tonya had a reason for her bitchiness. She was brain damaged. What's Jana's excuse?