Alright, the Great Debate is on... to drive myself (illegally, mind you) to the Celebration... or stay home and wish I was at the Celebration?

Meanwhile, the keys sit there, on the counter... the car sits in the garage... my parental units sit at a ball game... and i sit here, trying to decide if males and fun are worth the pain and hell i will go through when i get caught.... eh, fuck it, i'm going. adios

---Meghan

well, yeah, that was one of those damn misunderstandings that ya wish hadn't'a happened, eh? boys, who gets 'em... i finally cornered Tyler, and we discussed it (as he hopped up and down, whining about how he was going to be late), and i believe i am going to keep looking.... rrrow, as i always do!
speaking of which...
Eugene Celebration this weekend, got my bracelet shining orange, wheehaw... however, i believe i may go nap before the festivities begin (and may they never end!)... if you feel the urge to call me... and you do not have mi numero.... get it!

---Meg'n

ps... i need to talk to:
-Tyler
-Ryland
-Jeff
-Mitch Harvick
and any number of people i run into tonight playing Commando... hmm... i wonder if one must go commando to play commando... i will ask someone soon.... hahahah

I am currently eating, harassing, and typing... go me!

time to dance, since i just ate, and obviously, only jazz goes with food! so, i dance, and i enjoy myself, since everyone seems to be wanting to talk to me... argh! the phone keeps ringing... oops, this call is important, and it will makea me verrrry happy... Quinn leaves! -tear, smile-

---Meghan

Wow, Mitch is cute... he's got this little shy smile that really says more than one would think a smile can convey... we went to Taco Time today, which was fun... i ended up giving up half of my Mexi Fries to Brittany, since my ride was leaving without me... had a pretty neat running entry into the car, since my friend Sara is crazy enough to own a crappy Oldsmobile and drive like a maniac... ah, but i love her. and now, I need to get ahold of Mitch Harvick (ok, there should only be one Mitch in the world, am i right? yes i am) to tell him that i can't do my prostitute act tomorrow, but no worries, i will be there Wednesday... Aye, and everyone should come to my show next month, "Chock Full of Funny: Full Throttle"... yeah, except no Charlie's Angels bikinis... sorry, boys... mwahaha

---Meghan