Feb. 18th, 2007
I am once again made of germs.
Why do they like me so?
I spent the whole car ride back up to SLO in horrible pain. All my joints ached terribly, and my throat is still swollen. That means I can't record my audition line for the radio thingy until it stops being made of ohgodwhy.
I am not a happy Kiff. ._.
Why do they like me so?
I spent the whole car ride back up to SLO in horrible pain. All my joints ached terribly, and my throat is still swollen. That means I can't record my audition line for the radio thingy until it stops being made of ohgodwhy.
I am not a happy Kiff. ._.