12 of 12 November style.

I'm terribly ill at the moment, but I did get a chance to go out and get some fresh air today. This is what I did: I woke up and needed tissues immediately. Good morning runny nose. Photobucket I signed on to Twitter to tell Kerri I was alive enough to come and see her. Good morning Tim Curry. Photobucket Tiem for my morning jamz. Photobucket Good morning Buddah. Photobucket Good morning...other...Buddah. Photobucket At the Bay Downtown, we saw a scale, and weighed ourselves. The scale was a liar. Hello Lying scale. Photobucket These are my foodz. Photobucket This is Sam and Kerri's lunch. Photobucket My foodz R gone. Photobucket Looking for bra'z, came across this label. Incase its too blury, it says 'Up to big cups' WTF? Photobucket Apollo is ready to fuck shit up. Photobucket Back to where I started. My computer. Hell yeah thats Kerri's blog in the background. Hittin up her 12 of 12. Photobucket So that was my day. How was yours? --Sicker than a regular sick person. Which is pretty sick if you ask me.
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I concur.
I want to wake up to Tim Curry every day.
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