I made a GreatestJournal yesterday. Why, exactly? I dunno. Shut up, I don't need a reason. So....yeah, it's there.
I did things that I don't need to do, but that's okay, cause it's Saturday. There shall now be a parade of fairly short sentences to explain my mood/day. Pizza. Mite! More pizza. Erik is singing showtunes. I worry. Icon is new. Love to murcianobaby for nick-naming. I still need to finish my art project. My thigh hurts and my foot hurts. Ow. I like retarded grass.