Abi's journals

Wie Sie offenbar sehen können, sind meine Hände auf Feuer. Wenn Sie für Kuchen gekommen sind, haben Sie I ein Kuchen für Sie.

http://www.godsgirls.com/members/NoPotNewGuy/journal/140655/

People shouldn't know these things... I can feel myself getting shoved into the godsgirls D list basement. Later I'll be doing a reality show called "Abi Oozi is 46 and Not Pregant". No one will watch it.

In the meantime, my hair has coffee creamer in it, but I'm not going to wash it.

So glad she's safe, so glad.

Now, I can sleep.

Anyone who was into Mystery Science Theater 3000 back in the day should defenitly check this out.

www.Rifftrax.com

So far I've downloaded the Batman and Robin episode, and its just as lovely as the old school MST3K. Enjoy!

Cold Coffee? Not in my room!

I dont wanna go back to work. I wanna lay in my bed that has more books than sheets on it and listen to The Peacocks "Warning" all day long. Blaaaah.

I have sand in my vagina.

Since Dean's death, his Porsche 550 Spyder became infamous for being the vehicle that killed not only him, but for injuring and killing several others in the years following his death. In view of this, many have come to believe that the actor's vehicle and all of its parts were cursed. Legendary Hot Rodder George Barris bought the wreck for $2,500, only to have it slip off its trailer and break a mechanic's leg. Soon afterwards, Barris sold the engine and drive-train, respectively, to physicians Troy McHenry and William Eschrid. While racing against each other, the former would be killed instantly when his vehicle spun out of control and crashed into a tree, while the latter would be seriously injured when his vehicle rolled over while going into a curve. Barris later sold two tires, which malfunctioned as well. The tires, which were unharmed in Dean's accident, blew up simultaneously causing the buyer's automobile to go off the road. Subsequently, two young would-be thieves were injured while attempting to steal parts from the car. When one tried to steal the steering wheel from the Porsche, his arm was ripped open on a piece of jagged metal. Later, another man was injured while trying to steal the bloodstained front seat. This would be the final straw for Barris, who decided to store "Little Bastard" away, but was quickly persuaded by the California Highway Patrol (CHP) to loan the wrecked car to a highway safety exhibit.

The first exhibit from the CHP featuring the car ended unsuccessfully, as the garage storing the Spyder went up in flames, destroying everything except the car itself, which suffered almost no damage whatsoever from the fire. The second display, at a Sacramento High School, ended when the car fell, breaking a student's hip. "Little Bastard" caused problems while being transported several times. On the way to Salinas, the truck containing the vehicle lost control, causing the driver to fall out, only to be crushed by the Porsche after it fell off the back. On two separate occasions, once on a freeway and again in Oregon, the car came off other trucks, although no injuries were reported, another vehicle's windshield was shattered in Oregon. Its last use in a CHP exhibit was in 1959. In 1960, when being returned to George Barris in Los Angeles, California, the car mysteriously vanished. It has not been seen since.

GOD I hate florida. I'm so bored. And the other day I burnt two lovely red diagonal lines onto my bum, so I don't want to go outside really, and its windy anyhow. I've been playing the Sims 2 all day and binge snacking because I don't have any cigarettes. Waaaaah I hate it here Its pretty though, but I woke up today with a pulled back and neck and it sort of hurts to move around, so I don't really wanna go out.

Need smokes. Send help.

Look how cute! I feel like a dirty dockside bar lady.

Also got some VooDoo Alligator hotsauce with a free gator foot attatched to it, and something pretty spiffy that I might give to NewGuy, but I might have to keep it...

Anyway, I'm full of faijitas, and my one cigarette I had left is spent, so I'm gonna go back to being a Florida bum until my nicotine wears off. Byeees.