I should probably rethink whether it's an issue that my drunken mantra is "a moment on the lips forever on the hips".

Beyonce just came on the radio.
"Oo boy you lookin' like you like what you see..."

So I put on my new black, hott snowboard goggles, and danced in front of my mirror.
But less dancing than just shaking my ass.

And then I thought that it would actually be the most hilarious vision to see through my window.
So I stopped
and updated my

I don't know how I managed to find all the best people in the world as my friends, but I definitely did.

Last night I got a lap dance from a stripper ( Read more... )

Shouldn't you be in bed ( Read more... )

I guess it was just a matter of time before I began to get LiveJournal comment SPAM.

See previous entry for details.

I went to bed drunk last night, and had a dream where my parents yelled at me about getting a face-mask for snowboarding. All I wanted was a new pair of goggles, and instead we went to a department store and they started forcing hockey-goalie type masks on me. I started crying and had a meltdown in the middle of the store ( Read more... )

As I twas walking upda stairs, I came upon a peculiarly comforting, familiar, and yet wholly under-appreciated smell:

dark-brown toasted cinnamon sugar eggo waffles.

A Poll that will determine my future:

Where do you think I should work?

a) A gorgeous mountain retreat

b) A gorgeous mountain camp

c) A gorgeous mountain restaurant

Decisions, decisions...

I think that my greatest sadness in life is that I know that I will never board a plane to find Jamie Bell, Gigi Ruf, or Jake Gyllanhaal in the seat next to mine.

I should probably just slit my wrists now because the pain is too great to bear.