So...I fell asleep at like 8pm...why? No idea. It's now 10pm and I'm wide awake, but I can't do anything because it feels much later than that. Sooooo tired today...no idea why.
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(503): do you have any idea why i woke up naked spooning my toaster?
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(307): Omg. Budweiser tramp-stamp sighting @ Wal-mart. Best tattoo EVAR.
Only in Wyoming.. |
I thought you were where the old folks go to die?
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(706): Just donated money to a kid for her softball team.
(706): Obviously I'm trying to futher our next generation of lesbians. I may be hitting on her at the gay bar in ten years... |
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No, I did the move here in February. |
Oh I see, is it the same?
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Worse. Much, much worse.
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That sucks balls. I hate shitty towns.
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There is absolutely nothing here. I need to move to a bigger city.
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heres what happened. me and dave were talking about doing a little ketamine then we played pro evo for a while while selina talked about stuff that we werent listening to becaeuse we were too engrossed in pro evo: jamaica vs. scotland in a classic 3-1 roarer. jamaicas goal was good though. anyway, dave racked up two GARGANTUAN lines of the stuff. what happened next was mainly a blur, more like a lucid dream than a blur...a violent black and white technicolour dreem. we turned on to channel 4 and i said "Haha look its the scarlet pimp" (referring obviously to richard E. Grant's unforgettable role in the bbc drama some years back.) after trying to do mexican waves with the fingers but the left pinkie and third never go right. my favourite aprt of the film was when he was arguing with himself in the cardboard box on the tv. i have to say, the ending soliloquy on the horse with Holst's Jupiter in the background was undoubtedly the most awesome piece of motion cinematography i have witnessed with mine own eyes. thank you and good night.
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L.A. is closer. You can start a band here.
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I was thinking Denver. LA sucks.
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HAHA, you're right on about L.A. sucking.
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It's like a giant pile of fucking botox. Fuck that. I'd rather go to NYC any day.
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Yeah, you don't know how many retards I bump into. You know those old ladies going botox overboard? Yeah they come into my work everyday.
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really surreal shit:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S_Us1Kw-5VA |
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And then there's people like the ones in your avatar :) |
Wish never to bump into them.
Adam, I love looney tunes, especially when they did cartoons like this. |
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It's that one of the hardy boys?
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his beard looks like cave paintings. like let's paint some really fucking crude bears walking on this guy's face.
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my friend
(i use the term very loosely - this girl that i know) made a facebook for her cat ... i refuse to add it. |
stab her
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this is far from her first offense, too. so i should. maybe.
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not her first offense? well she's asking for it then
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She made a full facebook page for her cat? I have a catbook page for my cat. I don't make people add it, though.
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oh wow, haha |
what's a "Facebook"?
Sounds creepy. Like, a site for creeps and ugly people to hang out on. Can't wait for a porn site called "Cumonmyface[book].com". |
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Typed in "Facebook porn" and this came up:
Hot. Time to sign up! |
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i just became an uncle for the 3rd time! i am so happy.
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As I bit into the nectarine, it had a crisp juiciness about it that was very pleasurable - until I realized it wasn't a nectarine at all, but A HUMAN HEAD!
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oh if only i were a llama farmer in peru
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so fucked up right now
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I don't know if you guys have heard anything about the fires raging in So Cal right now, but they are starting to evacuate my town. We are about a mile from one of the big ones. School was cancelled. Governator just declared state of emergency for our county after visiting our fire command center. Air is unbreathable. City skies look like warzone. We are in no immediate danger of losing anything, but it's still totally insane.
last nite: this morn: Some scary shit! |
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