27 March 2007 My name is Kristi and I am a retard. Why? Because I get involved with men I shouldn't and then go back to them when I feel like a shag. Bad. Bad. Retarded bad. But at the same time, amazingly unfazed by the retardedness. I'm being obtuse, I know, on more than one level but that's ok. Sometimes my stupidity should remain only between me and the crazy voices in my head. And before I get any angry emails or comments, I didn't shag him. It was like playing with fire and then it all went up in smoke. Which is obviously perfect because the last thing I need is for everyone to get mad at me because I did something stupid. Again. But I didn't this time so yay me for being rational. For once. Still retarded though.And now for pictures from basketball.. as promised like a week ago. We had great seats, right behind the basket. UCLA wins, Indiana goes home. The dog says hello. It's more like 'Barrrrarrrarrrr' because now he's learned how to howl at fire trucks. It's a fun trick at 2pm. At 3am, it's a trick that makes me want to smother him with a pillow. Also, I'm proud to know that the ring tone for me on Disa's phone is the theme to 'Knight Rider'. Because she knows how much I hate David Hasselhoff. That's true friendship. All aboard the random express... Nothing witty or exciting to see here. Move along.
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