Oh man, last night I listened to every bit of Bright Eyes in the world and it was wonderful. So sad, so hopeful, so happy, so drunk...mmm, Conor, how I missed you.

Amanda and I are commencing with the fashion line without J's supervision (the third world labour was let out of the attic - LOOK OUT ( Read more... )

As seen on terribull!

98% of the teenage population does or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2% who hasn't, copy and paste this into your journal.

I'm sure these statistics are a load of shit but I can honestly say this.

I love my extensions. Norcross, when are we going to have your *New Apartment Party* for two?

I shoooooould be cleaning.

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A nice weekend ( Read more... )

Claudia Schiffer is pregnant again?! Isn't she always pregnant?

After I get my female guineapig and name her Franz Ferdinand (after the Austrian Archduke, not the band), I'm aiming to get another and name her Claudia Schiffer.

And with my other boi guinea pigger, milkShake(speare), we'll be one happy, dysfunctional family. I want a chinchilla,

This afternoon's plans to royaly kick Lance's ass at Pente fell apart as he had an unscheduled photoshoot with a fundraising carwash for some cheerleaders. Dani Juneau: Amanda says to have fun on your "Hot, Wet, and Barely Legal!" photoshoot
Lance Rothstein: Hot - yes, Wet - yes, Barely legal - not a single one
Dani Juneau: Even better!
My acid toe ( Read more... )

And don't worry, I'll be the first to tell you that you are such a pretty, kept little girl. One day, when you're in the real world, you'll fall so hard and no one will be there to catch you. For now, surround yourself with your vapidity and materialism - it's only going to shroud reality until it slaps you in the face, off that pedestal you placed ( Read more... )

You may think it is funny, per contra, I have been laughing at you the whole fucking time, sweetpea.

Cogito, ergo sum

The important thing here is that it is going to be another summer where "Danger, High Voltage" by Electric Six and "How We Do" by Mount Sims are the songs of the summer.

I am the king of le devant!

Excuse me while I get piss mad here ( Read more... )

Thursday or Friday of next week. Hold your breath and count to ten, fall apart then start again.

(the moral to this story goes: never leave your heart in a box)