i have cramps and i feel like a house and i am starving so much i can see through time and this drunk frat guy threw a pile of grass at his friend in the crowd during blonde redhead and it got all over this chick instead and he wouldn’t even help her get it out of her hair so i (total hero) did and said that that was super fucking rude she was all alone insecure and like too shy to be seen picking grass out of her dreads and no not white person dreads there is no way i would have helped if it was a white kid i would be too busy choking on laughing.

i had to check my EMPTY backpack because apparently you are not allowed to have one in vip area meanwhile i saw severals with theirs. anger!

three dollars each x all those. i tipped a buck extra just in case they wanted to go through the nothing that was inside of my bag.

the colonel sanderser yawwwwwwn.

emily haines’s butt yawnnnnnnnnnnnn.

bigger than my backpack.

oh look more wellingtons how very dear yes wendi i know you were wearing some too. i overheard one chick say to her friend please if you see a puddle you HAVE to take my picture beside it and her wellies were like rainbow barf designed desperate.

would you twister with strangers? NO! i won’t even THINK about strangers!!

baw rah nuh nanana wah na nuh nuh baw RA RA na na!

look at how my glasses ARE gillian’s hair.

little girl cigarettes.

exploded virgin bean bag.

tiffany really likes me, she kept saying so. i like it when girls come out and say that, i think chicks are always expecting to hate me then we party and they are like i will fucking have sex with you until forever! JUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSST SAAAAAAAAYYYYYIIIIING

LUUUUUUUUUHOOOOOOSERS!

PMS HEAVEN over there, why don’t you sit with us raymi and phil? uh no thanks haha.

then they put their hands in each other’s back pockets.

i got to go backstage for some of editors, fil didn’t, and so here we have the requisite suck attack.