i wonder if they would have taken my hair donation. She straightened it and it had to be 10 but it was so sad i can only imagine a mangey rat tail donation. and i just dont know how you make a rat tail wig.
we had a good day in phoenix the other time and it made me think i dont hate it all too much its just a matter of not being there for a horribly long time. ball pit and then looking like a pedophile and then beer garden and then the best light ride (a convict prostitute drinking so cal and a convict 18year old girl with a guy in camo and an eastern european and alot of good things) and free rides on that trolly and a fashion show we werent invited to that was really really bad.
and then halfsies of a black velvet and thats the worst thing i think ive ever done to myself but i didnt get sick just came to screaming on the couch outside but didnt wake up with a farrett on me like last time and the last thing i remember was liz. i miss her. i miss you. and then two days later i got the food poisoning and im almost positive it was karma and my roommate just thinks it was another blue vomit incident which is kind of silly.
im excited and scared. i need one of these to work out okay. want more than need. i hate making phone calls. i don't know if i'll take alaska. i dont know if i have balls yet. its supposed to be beautiful. and pay. and a lot of animals.
i miss talking to sara and erin and
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