last night we had a cierra dance party ( Read more... )

my head hurts sooooooooooo bad.
my ibuprofin is in my car.
where is my car.
dude.,

i feel weird.
i only work 5-7:30 today.
i need to take a nap.
i need to talk to someone.
but i need people to stop bugging me.
my double fortune cookie was completely right the other week.
i haven't kept my feet on the ground when i knew i should have.
either i'm going home and sleeping after work or call me if there's anyone who wants to hang

every thought i try to write looks stupid.

a lot of good, bad, weird, happing lately.

and i'm sick as a dog. well not that bad but still.

i'm downloading the kind of music you get gay tattoos to, about to quickly watch the 2nd to last episode of six feet under, only so i will stay awake for when wet hot american summer comes on.

my life consists of things you only read about in books.

and bjm. lately.

im getting friends tattoos again on friday, I can't wait.

I offered to go into work today at 12 instead of 4, that was stupid of me.

This past week has been so much fun it's rediculous.

I love my friends (family reunion).

DUDE NICE BLOUSE!@!!@#%

the new snap into a slim jim fairy looks like henry rollins.