Below is a pretty typical story that's out there regarding my friend David James Bell:

By Pat Reavy ( Read more... )

i fucking hate you. please leave me alone before i go insane.

i HATE being this sick.

oh, snap!

there it goes.

i couldn't hold out on you guys ( Read more... )

i have my tickets in hand to see dane cook in vegas on december first.

i think i just wet myself.

i moved to utah. salt lake city.

im currently drunk off my ass. in UTAH. yeah you heard me. i love reconnecting with old friends. i made out with far too many people tonight. its okay, i think i needed it.... mostly to feel like im still in cali.

oh god i love my life.

too many mixed emotions over the past week for several different reasons. one of them being that my aunt vicki dawn passed away on august 22nd... everything else is just an emotional "bonus".

xo

apparently while at the beach yesterday, i missed a spot on the back of my right shoulder. you know, sunblock.

it is bright red. so is my face. i'm talking LOBSTA!

posted something that has a virus.

my virus scan pops up every time i load my friends page.

satisfying? amazing? words seriously can't describe it.

i'm SUCH A SUCKER. it's okay, i enjoy it for now. the end!