that does kind of look like your house. bjork has the best music videos (better than everyone else's) I hadn't seen that one, somehow. she's just so artistic in the true sense of the word. you're not weird, it's everyone else who's weird (and I'm not weird too, it's everyone else who's weird) I had a nice me day today (sometimes being alone is great, sometimes it's horrible, today it was nice)
Dear God, I miss you. I have missed way too many episodes of Law & Order, because I've been out partying.
Also, I'll give you dibs on a white kitten, but if she has a siamese looking one, I claim it! I will just have two cats and my mom will keep Andrea in Virginia as a token of her sweetest daughter, ever.
Sometimes, I dream about us getting drunk in my living room and making each other laugh about the most disgusting things ever. It will be just like high school, except with more sex jokes.
When are you moving up there? I will be up there in Aug so ya know we could hang out and stuff. You need to come down here to see me!!! I love ya poop!
fry-day.. lezz go to the Country Restaurant and ruthies or whatever that place is called ice cream, or something, but that sounds fun to me. I really need to quit my job (but that's kind of a final decision that means I need to do something else so I can't quite get up the courage today) but I feel ready to move on fairly soon
I think girls really enjoy being my friend for the following reasons:
1) I say extremely inappropriate things sometimes and feel completely unashamed. This makes it okay for my girl friends who usually feel strange doing so to do the same thing.
2) I am constantly down for hanging out and doing anything ridiculous.
3) I am the best at making women feel good about themselves, as they should.
4) I also give pretty good man advice for the self-respecting, yet not feminist woman.
5) My cheer-ups consist of full attention and a lot of fun. Fuck sitting around at home crying! You should be out having more fun than you usually do, just because something is trying to bring you down!
I miss you, too. I believe that Christopher Meloni misses you, as well. It's not the same when I utter the words "Jesus Christ, Elliot. You are truly the finest seeker of justice that cable television has ever seen." by myself. And no one is here to laugh at me when I yell "Motherfucker!" at the culprit of the episode.
I am putting a job application in at Game City in Newport. Essentially, the job entails selling energy drinks, video games, and fucking ruling at Guitar Hero. I was considering turning in a resume that was simply a picture of me playing Guitar Hero behind my back, surrounded by empty cans of Red Bull. Sometimes I really think I should have been born a dude.
knife! my basement (which has been flooded and festering since radiohad, and which i live in) smells like rotten dick...or maybe pickled ass. I have also taken a shining to living in a house with just a couple roommates (not a momma's boy! well yeah but I can still survive somewhere else I think). I got my SSI check and it's smaller than I was expecting, but oh well, enough for a road trip
unexpectable love from the rainbow kush kush cause your love makes me hush jump a bush no no make it clean or i be mean. laser beams and bmw's many a ghange of hues red to purple bruisin.
Hey Paige. Sorry I was on the phone the whole time we were at starbucks the other day. I was trying to listen to and help someone deal with a "crisis". Wish we could've talked some, but it was good seeing you. What have you been up to?
I can't help that I smell good. It not only attracts good-looking men, but hot ass bitches, as well. Obviously. Look at you.
I can't wait for you know what. I am not as much of a badass without you. Meaning I don't really threaten to wreck anyone's face or go back to a gas station to prove my age to a stupid bitch who won't sell me rolling papers (TWO, PLEASE), when you're not with me.
