i must have cried eighty times last nite because i am a soap opera and i almost threw up but i didn’t.

i went out for a smoke at one point and asked this wannabe hipster for a light and i thanked him afterward and he went, MMHMMM.

riiiiight, so you’re cool man hero pants because your hair is shaped like a tidal wave and you are wearing your grandpa’s blazer and jeans.

look out town, epitome of coolness over here.

in other news i think i undercooked a sausage ‘cos i immediately had awful stomache pains and then i crapped like i crapped in mexico like everything from inside my body and at the speed of light. anyway i am fine now.

i like telling you my stories.

we had sushi last nite and then flew to the supermarket and beer store and made it back in time to watch survivor. it was kind of a boring episode. not enough fighting. i like how the gay guy hates everybody and how he is really good at being gay.

ok i’m gonna go darn some socks now.