I love boobs. And I love to have a pair because otherwise it would be a lot harder to get to touch some. =P

I need at least one more follower ASAP. The number 88 makes me think of a double nutsack and it's creeping me out. =(

I have starred over 1500 tweets in less than 2 weeks. That's putting a bigger strain on my hand than procrasturbating.

"It's okay to to kiss a nun, as long as you don't get into the habit."

You can't see it, but I am getting naked and changing into my flannel pyjam... I mean ,sexy négligée.

Also, when the guy before you in the checking line picks his nose and then the pen to sign the credit card receipt = GROSSery shopping.

How do you call having lunch at 5pm? Late lunch? Early dinner? Linner? Sad?

Furious George. #angrychildrensbooks

Twitter just told me there were "300 new tweets" and I got up and screamed "THIS IS SPARTA!!!". I clearly need a life. =/

I may or may have not made my lunch explode in the microwave. ='(

Oh it's Friday the 13th here already but it's no big deal... I'm not superstitious because it's bad luck.

Swatting someone is *not* the same thing as twatting someone. Just sayin'.

Aw ok... *peels banana* One skin, two skin, three skin, fore...?

Ego boosting: getting told by 4 people I have the sexiest voice ever. Ego sinking: one of them seems to think I'm a guy. *sigh*

I just learnt that there's a city in Canada named after me... and its nickname is The Vag. Awesome!!

Apparently I managed to piss off a follower. Considering I've barely been on all weekend, I thinks it's an achievement!!

I just clicked on the little star to the left of the url in the Google Chrome address bar... Twitter has ruined me!!

Star Me Up - The Rolling Stones #oneletteroffsongs Also, *hint hint* =P

And speaking of the flu, I think I have H7N7. I've been sick all week. =(

Ah good. I was missing my daily dose of Britney Fucked today. Balance has been restored.