The blog below is from yesterday. I accidentally hit draft and now blogger hates me for it.

Something's wrong. I'm listening to Meatloaf, and I'm sober. ;O Eeer, not that I've been drunk before.

Guess who I was drivin'/ridin' behind on the way home? I have pictures, but you get a picture raid when I get home in a week. My camera hates my father's computer.

Oh yeah. ANGELINA. I should probably look up how to spell her name. Yeah, pinklady. She's not really a celebrity. She's more like a horror story. At first glance I was all "Oh wow, a pink car." Then, "Oh, a drag queen."

Then my father pointed out who it was. Seriously, though it was a dragqueen.

OHSHITNOWMYHOUSEISSTARTINGTOSMELLLIKEMEATLOAF.

And I'm cooking seafood!

Oh but guess what! I edited my music-interest box, 'cause I looked at it a few minutes ago, and was like "Oh wow, that's barely anything there!"
But it stopped me, and only let me put 600 characters. I'm so proud of myself.

Band o' the day!
You guessed it, Meatloaf!
Why? Because they have really gross imagery.
All these heards coming out of 'em and flyin' away,
people frenchin' the words out of other people's mouth.

Ew.
But still, you love them, you just don't want to admit it.