Got a BJD dress in the mail today from an eBay seller, and I hate it. Looks like a nightgown. :-\ Oh well, maybe I can sell it for what I paid.
Got heartburn. I'm tired. Nothing else going on.
Oh, and what the hell is My Space, why is everyone talking about it, and why have I only learned of it recently? I doubt I'll get into it; seems like something for the "youngsters," and I just don't have energy to spare.
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
Notice: Some X- and R-rated content and links are present. If you possess delicate sensibilities or are under 18, I suggest you depart immediately. Or not, but don't say I didn't warn you. May also contain mundane and prosaic entries. Read at your own risk.
About Me
- Name: Newpeep, N.D. (neurotic depressive)
- Location: United States
Whateya need to know about me? Hmmm, I'm not clever enough to summarize myself concisely. Guess I'm underdeveloped, a late bloomer. Still trying to find my way in the world. I've already found my way *into* the world, which I suppose is a step in the right direction ... isn't it?
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