Ginkoba2000

Dear Brooklyn, I hope by now you've mastered Photoshop because I'm about to boot my computer off the desk, and I'll take some comfort in knowing that this crazy high-tech torture didn't last forever. 2006 sucked. Hope it's better when and where you are. If not, well, I guess there's an outside possibility that things could be worse. But, come what may, we've got to stick together. (Not like we have a choice...unless those meds don't work out, and, really, who doesn't love a girl with multiple personalities?) And I hope things are all gravy train with biscuit wheels. I hope Buffy is still kicking butt and making days bearable. I hope family ties are stronger than ever and laughs are more hearty than the day before. And I hope you've found some new hobbies and accomplished some goals. Don't read beauty magazines. They'll only make you feel ugly. Combat wombat, Brooke of the past P.S. Gear up for that 10-year reunion. Holy schnieke.