So today was one of those "when the fuck is this day gonna end" days?  So, waking up with a terrible hangover and all day hearing what I had said the night before to people online while being drunk was interesting, but still not on the top of my "fun" list.  But I got to hang out with Sam, which was radical dude!  And oh man, Ataris on the 25th here in Chicago.  Thats the coolest thing that has ever happened to me and I don't think that I'm exagerating.  And Tristan just called me a queer, what an amazing word.  I think I'm going to name this "Queer."  So my birthdays in two days, meaning two more days until I get freedom, total freedom... well a car, if that counts.  So I gotta think of a way to ask my mom to get me on birth control, or I can't have anymore fun.  And I just don't think that I'll go on without that.  It's sad, but the truth.  But what do you say to a 40 year old woman about getting put on birth control, I'm scared.   So tomarrows me and Sam's six month anniversary so thats pretty cool.  I guess I mean, who the hell can put up with a bitch like me that long?  Not sure, but I'm glad because I love Sam super duper muchas.  Nothing more to say though...maybe a poem could tie ya'll over till the next time I write, since I know how exciting it is to read about my life.  Or how about this...

*HOGAN'S SEXI WITH AN I*