I got so sick last night at our barbecue turned house party. Several times. But somewhere therein I also ripped open my pants to show people "my scar", y'know, the one I don't have! So embarrassing. Apparently I also attempted to show people on South St., during Greek weekend, white t-shirts galore--it's a scary thing. I was outrageous--so I ( Read more... )

I got my balls chopped yesterday ( Read more... )

I just ventured out onto South St--in my flip flops and glasses--to take out the trash and get some "groceries" ...from Wawa. It's a beautiful night to go out; clear, warm, not balmy, music blares from crowded bars and passing cars (no this is not a limerick), girls dressed to a T, boys--hot boys--everywhere. Naturally, I look like I just rolled ( Read more... )

coin operated boy ( Read more... )

Did you miss me ( Read more... )

I had an "interview" today for what I thought would be a kick-ass first internship at Nicole Cashman & Associates (a public relations and special events firm--right up my alley!), so I pulled out all the stops--even busted out my working portfolio. Remember when it started raining like terrential downpour (if you're in Philly, y'know), yea, that's ( Read more... )

Yep. A girl. How many times have I referenced Linnzi on here? Twice maybe ( Read more... )

Shake it like a polaroid PICTURE!


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I ran into Kyan from Queer Eye For The Straight Guy today. Okay, he was actually on the other side of the street and I saw him walking by with some guy and girl, so I stopped the woman walking in front of me and asked to borrow a pen. I then proceeded to catch up with them to ask him for an autograph--who asks for autographs?! I'm such a dork ( Read more... )