justin is off in mexico after recieving a proper goodbye. i was damn tempted to stow away in his suitcase. magical happy thanks to mimi for taking me over there...she got to watch the war on channel two, and me making out with justin. so it was kinda like those things on channel two when they send little cameras down prairie dog holes so they can see the Wonders Of Nature, i.e. Furry Porn, but thanks to the Wonders of Razors I am not furry.

Actually, I'm a little trigger happy with my razor. I do my legs, feet, hands, arms, stomach, and face [with no mirror, which is why my hairline and eyebrows sometimes look a little funny...i once slashed up my forehead above my eyebrows and had weird little scars for a few days] it's obsessive. and no, i won't confim or deny what i know is thinking about in your pervy little brains, so there.

actually, there was this one hair [ONE FREAKING HAIR!] that i missed right below my bellybutton and i spent a good 20 minutes ripping it out with my fingernails. my stomach kinda hurts now. or maybe it's because of all the revolting Almond Joy Bites that i ate. Gross. anyways, the hair is gone [pulled out by the roots] and i am a certified hair freak.

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Speaking of which, i come home from grocery shopping [i.e. the clan all went in to the store to buy hairspray for our spud gun and a million other things, and i took a nap about justin in the car] Crazy-Peggy sproinks out at me from the depths of her bathroom with two plastic bags in her hair, waving yellow-rubber-gloved arms at me and says "Shuu!! Get in here!!" and the next thing i know i'm sitting backwards on the toilet seat as she slathers my hair with this stuff that looks like pea soup. After we mop up all the spillage from the wall, floor, and my pants, i sit at the computer for an hour with 3 towels on my head and goop congealing on the back of my neck, making me look like the Queen of Sheba's Mud Bath.

At least this time when i washed it out, the shower wasn't dyed bright pink. Instead, it was turned a gross mucky green brown color that NOBODY wants to see in a shower. I concentrated on the wall.

And of course, i made a complete fool out of myself later, because i had the radio on loud, so i couldn't hear as well as usual. If i could, i would have heard someone come in the house. So as I'm sproinking across the house wearing only two towels [one head, one body] to dump the 3 other towels in the washer, i stumble upon Pat, who drove me to school in 8th and 9th grade, and who i had a huge crush on.

Urp

he's talking film with the Clan Leader, and i sweatdrop all the way back to my room to get changed. not that i'm a prude, as i usually sproink around in less than that but really for the love of god, wouldn't someone have warned me at least? half my dad's friends have seen me in a robe and towel, and justin hasn't. the world just isn't right in that respect.

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MONSTER UPDATE

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he is biting muchly, which is bad for my skin, Mac says it's because he doesn't have enough salt. The hell? I was going to feed him chocolate but decided against it since if i killed him michi would kill me and then we could have a Shuu-Monster-Tricky-Dick funeral with leaves and a basket of malevolent weasels

-shuu

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This is the way we skip and skip, lalala, lalala -

THE JUSTICE HOLE; STANDBY FOR SUPER CREDITS -

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I am the person pouring my beer into your bunny slippers -