the problem with going out with a bunch of women to a drag show is the chances of my finding a cute boy to make out with are probably as good as my winning the lottery. i guess i won’t worry too much about what i wear to fat tuesday’s tomorrow night, then. i’m fairly confident the gay guys won’t be looking and for all i talk about dating girls, i know i’d be too bloody picky. ahh, double-standards, how i love thee.
gah, stop distracting me! i have laundry to finish, homework to start and a victoria-bound bag to pack. avast ye, mateys! i be sailing the strait in the wee hours tamarrah. but first, i get to have breakfast with my daddy. yay, me! i’m the luckiest hessie in the world, i am.
you are the luckiest person in the world! Have fun on your trip and get lots of pictures!
The odds of winning the 6/49 lottery is 1:13.9 million. =)