Edit to last night's post

I hung out with my sister today. Bought some sweet ass jeans and underwear and such and some ornaments for my ear lobes. I was also corrected on what I was called at the party. It was not "hot" it was "Fuckin' hot"- so much classier. So, that also probably means that he obviously didn't see me eat the hot cheetohs. I don't think the two go hand in hand, or maybe they do...

On a different note. I shaved my legs today. I think it's probably been over five days since the last time I shaved my legs. I feel pretty smooth now. It's pretty nice.

Ok, well, I'm gonna go linger somewhere.

Catch you on the flip side,

Christina