Sunday, April 02, 2006

hee haw

i'm thirty two years old. i'll be thirty three in june.
i'm no spring chicken.
apparently, i go around scowling all the time.
i can't help it. i've been telling people my whole life, it's just my face. my face just looks like i'm an unhappy, miserable scrooge. i need plastic surgery so then i would look like the joker and have permagrin. then everyone would think i was happy and want to be my friend.