Sunday, November 06, 2005

Debt...and I thought I could escape you...

When I agreed to having a credit card, I told myself I was mature enought to handle it.
However, when that card was the easy way of paying off $800 book fees every semester, it was easy to...."how do you say..." rack up my debt.

So now, I'm broke as a joke and need a fat loan or a fat lover named Dominic who deals drugs and makes butt-loads of money...so much money, that his pool is not filled with water, but with 100 dollar bills.

Capital One, please stop calling my house. I'm dodging your calls because I don't have the money you seek. You'll get your money- chill. Just let me find this fat lover I speak of.

QOTD
"Can you tell me how he manages to top his own gayness with every picture?
-Lilly-

"I miss your crazy ass. Not just your ass either. All of you. ALL of you!"
-Meghan-

"It's a wa-wa solo."
-Lilly at the Gavin DeGraw concert-

"Why is EVERYBODY gay?!"
-Lilly-

"I'll only be able to take good care of you for half of this month. Catch me after the 15th when I get my paycheck."
-Edgar-