Meet me in the grocery aisle-right by the beer-I'm very near

HOOOOOLLLLLYYYY shit thank you dahli lama

Just got back from HOT AUGUST NIGHTS today!!! I know what you're thinking....was it hot? Well, as all of you who have ever been to Nevada (or Nev-AH-dAH to all those who live in New York) know- the weather is CRAZY STATUS! *editor's note* the expression "crazy status" is copywritten and under full laws of possesion and ownership to Tara R. Standifer- for questions of comments, contact tara's rep at WowYouAreGullible.com.

But let me tell you- hot cars with big vibrating engines is good thing. Plus, getting to walk around with a hot piece of ass on your arm doenst hurt either. And NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING is freakier than being in a ghetto Raley's in Reno at night with your byfriend, and having some complete stranger come up to him saying "Yeah! She's hot bro! Good Job! yeeaaahhhh!"

I would've waited in the car but I couldnt find one. Oh- for all you lazy asses out there who dont want to get a REAL job- The ghetto Raley's is hiring slot machine hosts. The only thing required is that you are missing at least three teeth.

But you know how people say "getting there is half the fun!" no. NO. Not when you are crammed in between two other people in a big, white mini van with your grandparents (who are drunk, by the way) and a mysterious farter. BLAAHH

I cannot believe Robert and I have made it 6 months without killing eachother. Maybe it's cuz he takes me out alot and is really good in be- uh, he is, uh, smart? I love you POOK!


And because I can WORK the cute, sad, chubby-cheek look.

I am officially the world's greatest and most enthsiastic zip-popper. Love it or leave it you oozing bitches!

wait- where are you going?