sharpie got the green soya guy, sorry luck of the draw lady.
kristin opened a special bag of bags specially for my present, sigh. i’m kind of in love with her and when we talk i can’t even look at her and it’s been over five years since i’ve known her and i am still a fucking moron everytime i see her ungh! hi kristin. she sneaks in secret trinkets in all my magic pony purchases too.
my hits are kind of exploding right now everybody so if you wanted to share in the wealth of that you could interview me or something, something. only if you’re voting for me constantly of course.
i’m thinking if your kid is small enough to fit in one of these dudes they probably shouldn’t be sitting in chairs, oh well, cute as hell regardless.
i was too shy to stand for longer than one second to get a better picture of the saturday miss b’havin model. i almost did that saturday gig once, they give you 50 dollars cash, or a hundred dollars in store credit. i was already modelling at the time and then came to my senses, why would i stand in a window display for 8 hours for 50 bucks when i can lie on a bed for 20 dollars an hour playing on the internet and make commission on top of that? anyway that model was nice and waved at me even though i was speed-walking by like a crybaby sometimes i am just too pathetic for this world. at least i am cute and get away with it.
this game is kind of ridiculous, you are basically in a frat house party from the 80’s and you keep breaking make-believe goblets of wine and smashing entire bottles of scotch and you have to take a drink on every square you land on.
dream, co-starring raymi
ok so, tho I cannot claim to visit your site very often — once every
few weeks, give or take — you showed up in a bizarre dream of mine
last night: I was at a hospital because some relative of mine was
recovering from a gunshot wound or something totally off the wall, I
was yelling at the doctors because they wouldn’t let me see him/her
… anyway at some point there you are, and suddenly we’re sort of
fake dancing/singing to depeche mode’s blasphemous rumor … we’re
mouthing the words and getting a big kick out of the chorus …
anyway, great song.
thanks
brian bernbaum
