  fall is here, hear the yell back to school, ring the bell brand new shoes, walking blues climb the fence, books and pens i can tell that we are gonna be friends walk with me suzy lee through the park and by the tree why oh why oh why can't someone give butterface a job so she can move to new yorrrrrrrk i want my bff in nyc, dammit i want to be in a play actually, if anyone happens to feel like putting on a production of midsummer (erin?
mandrea? ) and, oh, i don't know, casting me as the ass, i would be really superbly excited screw helena, i wanna be BOTTOM oh let me play the lion TOO east coast creeping up visions of flower pots from skygardens hanging out windows with fire escapes and me below them carrie is mad because i ate the last of the no sauce pasta. well i'm very sorry. foo head. she's just sore cos i got the avengers and abfab ringtones on my phone. and cos she has to read uncle tom's cabin and she doesn't like it. mom thinks i've been antisocial lately. i think her fabric softner smells funny. okay i've spent enough time on the computer for just now i think it's time to escape lis 
