Hi, I’m Nine, and I used to be a Republican and a Catholic. Now I’m an American. LOC isn’t so much of a statement about my political leanings as it is about how much of a wierdo I can be. 
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Poor Reception
Saturday, November 29th, 2008Beep.
Hi, Megan’s Phone. Megan doesn’t have AT&T, so she’s got zero bars here in her closet. So, you know, she’s not going to get that call about Sarah’s mom actually being the boy she’s about to kill herself over. So, while she’s dangling here for a few seconds, I’ll just hope you throw the book at Lori Drew’s fat ass for living vicariously through her daughter, and trying to get back at every girl who ever said that every rodeo needs a heifer, and Lori appears to fill the bill.
I’m Megan Meier, and, well, they’ll have a law named after me eventually, that won’t confuse me with that other girl.
Oh, Fuck! Wait, if she does that, then I….
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