Eat shit ladies, I get to make babies with Depp.

As I'm writing this, my Mom's accusing me of being a man slut. Ha! Funny huh?

I got fucked up to the max last night. It was awesome. And the adderall kept me up for almost 2 days strait. It was nuts.

For those of you who didn't see them on Amanda's journal...

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I'm finally gonna post a few pictures from Evan's birthday last Saturday.


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I went to the Brazil smokeshop, and bought Naomi and Pinky. Then, I got high with Clark.

Anthony's downstairs clocked out, and I've been racking my brain trying to come up with a story for an awesome rock opera. I was thinking futuristic; Sort of Fritz Lang's "Metropolis" meets The Who's "Tommy." I also want young girl as the lead. Suggestions? Criticisms?

Went to JDD last night (my fourth JDD in a row). I danced the night away. Tonight I'm gonna get fucked up in honor of my boy Evan. Good times y'all.

Dude! Floyd Rules man!

Quinn is dead. She now lies in a million resin caked pieces on the floor outside of the CC building. I had just gotten over the loss of Lizzie, and then Wham! This happens. People told me, "Don't get glass. You'll drop it," but I didn't care. Quinn was beautiful, and she will be missed. Memorial services will be held at my house on Sunday. Be there ( Read more... )

I'm bored as hell in my writing lab at PCC. Only a few more minutes, then it's on home for The O.C., and a crack at trying to get Merin to do some "just friends bonage." I rode my scooter over to Clark's and got high before I went to class. Man that thing's awesome. I could ride that thing all day, saying, "Ciao" to all the people I see.

Got to go to school!