I went to Batik garden. I didn't want to go, my dad made me. The food there is so egregiously bad, It makes me laugh. And then my arteries cry. Kind of like when doves cry, only prince formerly the artist formerly known as prince hasn't immortalized it in song yet. Prince, if you are out there, this is what it feels like when my cardiovascular ( Read more... )

Today I went to the faire! There were horses and a man on fire, and then I decided to eat Lane's face. ( tally ho! )

Ahhhhh, I am going to pump iron and amass the strength of twelve oxen. then I am going to rent the rest of freaks and geeks on Dvd/take marie to ice cream because Sundays are groovy ( Read more... )

Oh Piiiiiiimp. Last night was pretty wicked cool. I got kind of trashy, then mad peeps I didn't know showed up at my house. Who was that 15 year old? and the kid in the polo? Plus who invited Jeff Allan? weird! But yeah Kings was insane, and fun was had by all. And that chicks dog looked like a big rat.... Bleed dat. Yo and we watched ( Read more... )

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The Cake concert was pretty sweet. Indubitably. Mary and I were kicked out of the cage at Lupo's. Twice. I tried bargaining with the man: my horse, my kingdom for a change to chill in this hude life size cage! Alas, we were denied, and a plague now rests on his head. Exxxxcellent ( Read more... )

Today I brushed out three dreadlocks, picked out my 'fro, and am now picking out a Hermione Granger outfit to the sweet tunes of Meat Loaf for a full night of Harry Potter party hoppin' with my 8-12 year old brethren ( Read more... )

Maggie thinks she can force me to post!  Various torture tactics are being employed at this very moment to subdue me.  But No!  The Proletariat shall rise and devour your bourgeoise class!  Just replace "proletariat" with "flaky college student" and "bourgeoise class" with "tasty cake."  Mmmmm.  now about that cake...