Teaser (sort of) Tuesday.

I've been going through the journal I keep for BEFORE 18 or JAY, KAE & ELLE, or whatever this is going to be called. I found this page and LOLed at how random it is:

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I really don’t think there is anything worse than having your mom throw the wrapper of a cola-flavored condom and at you while screaming, “Don’t you know that rubbers don’t work?”

Actually, there is one thing worse, and it’s this moment.

TAKE 2 8/20/09

Last month, my mom was moving my clothes to the dryer when she found the condom wrapper.

Sean is addicted to

Otter Pops?