I am back at the cribby crib. I kicked it with my best friend-next to kin and her friend, make that a friend of a friend; it was cool but then again, the chances of it not being so are slim as a wafer is thin. Hehe that was supposed to rhyme you see. They are super cool people; yay. It was also cool, because I got to be out in the city, late at night and Planet 8 was on the radio. I have to work tomorrow so I am checking in before I go to boom beddie bye bye. I also wanted to share an ode to my companion--the diary.

Dear Diary,
I have looked across the shindoa of your friendly confines~
and entered in therein between a preverb's passage~
Your borders have I approched with amarkable intent~
and felt the rubute force as I neared wit's end~
Yet a rebuttal never existed in the pages' parasense~
securing my passions in innocent delaquence~