Just got in. I went to a friend's house tonight and spent a good 4 hours doing absolutely nothing. We played old Nintendo games on X-box (worst controller, ever) and us girls wrestled quite a bit while the boys sat there with scared looks on their faces. Or maybe it was entertained faces, I couldn't tell. ^_~ I am going to be so bruised tomorrow because I'm delicate like a little flower. Hold me?

It's getting crappy cold again. Hate it... I couldn't open my car door tonight because it was frozen shut and I had to get a complete stranger guy to open it for me. Isn't that sad? I am pathetic.

Michael Jackson is by far one of the creepiest things on the face of this planet. Anybody watch that documentary on him on VH1? He scares me to no end. However, I must say that my favorite part of that whole show was when he talks about giving the kids he shares his room with warm milk and cookies...

And to top off this night, I leave you all with some Nature Sex. It's like pornography, only not.