april 2007 archives!
probably the best picture of me ever
ahh never gets old, yes i am the dirtbag in the beetle bailey hat and that is a penis sippy cup not a dildo. i am doing kiefer sutherland before kiefer sutherland did kiefer sutherland.
my 24th bday party pictures, RIP the sparrow.
tenacious d: the pick of destiny sucked, here’s why
pictorial guide to not being a fat ass anymore/sketch comedy nite.
sketch comedy/horseshoe tavern pics
i think there should be a blogger reality television show in the style of the real world except it would be super boring cos none of the bloggers would socially interact they would be too busy flaming each other in their comments
hi raymi + edward scissorhands pics and here too.
nerd blog party.
oh liane <3 her blog is here now, it’s a tumblr.
(hot asian chick no less i am cringing cos i hate to fight the asian babes cos something in my head makes me think that they are all in love with me because well, i am in love with ALL of them)
Mike: only 3 have an internet connection – that blows my mind
me: yeah i better be one of them
Mike: seriously – I’d rather go without food and water
me: yeah and write and talk shit about people secretly on my blog until i shrivel up and die
this is my dancing face. if you see that face then you know that i am dancing. or trying on a hat in a mirror.
that is some SERIOUS leering.
be hyperly unaware of how fucking amazing and mysterious you are.
i don’t think i will ever be able to have children because they would be stuffed into suitcases and thrown into a fucking river if they begged for a dog and did nothing to care for it.
sneaky mariah carey trick pose.
joint bday celebration.
bowl family party more here.
bad bathingsuit idea haha.
children of men is pretty fucking alright
yeah, i really care what the patrons of seven-eleven think about me, it is very important they view me with the utmost respect and admiration.
no thanks i will stick with the irish trash and he asked if i was irish i said no, british.
i am the one that is talking, obviously. the girl to my left who is blown away by my conversational skills, i went to kindergarden with. also, take note that i am the skinniest, haha bitches.
didn’t know you we’re a weird bitch
there is totally lots of nasty comments all around my message to date.
everyone dies the end
i am a fan of music, not noise i can make myself with a stick against a chainlink fence.
things to buy.
i LOVE wife swap!
bloggers choice awards i stopped caring about three seconds after i blogged about it, the description of me is still funny though. why aren’t any of these buzznet embedded vids loading?
great lake snorers
love -W network
me: what the hell do you think i mean by eclipsed
what can eclipsed mean other than ECLIPSED
aunt raymi love advice.
it could go on a date with garbage, no not the band, but actual garbage.
in the comments someone calls me a hypochondriac for this post.
it’s basically, booze or hamburgers, unfortunately hamburgers do not make me feel witty at all like booze can, booze wins.
signed, I WILL KILL YOU IF I EVER HAVE TO MENTION THIS AGAIN.
spy video i got of two peeps smoking crack in the park outside our building!
white people CAN dance
woah wormhole! april 2006 archives!
i want fil to get fat/jogging pants too so we can pretend to be university kids he said no i said fine be old.
fil thinks he saved the planet cos he ate at the whole foods buffet, way to go dude.
see: CUNT CUNT CUNT CUNT SPOILED FUGLY BITCHY SELFISH DELUSIONAL PROJECTIONARY NASTY ARGUMENTATIVE IGNORANT SELF-SERVING UNAPPRECIATIVE WITCH.
me: when i am on a roll i am like thank you bipolar!
i did not grow up a duvet person, duvet/comforter whatever it is, i think it is more of a dude thing, my arm-spanse is not that of a fucking eagle’s i canNOT deal with holding a corner then the other corner then flopping out the mother fucking blanket like parachute day in kindergarden and then T-bird jumping it on the mattress and smoothing that shit together just so
my graffiti isn’t there anymore sniff.
wow i LOVE (sarcasm) watching television about the internet.
i was not in the mood to watch a tour of arrogant pampered drug addict dicks do shitty show after shitty show on my friday fun nite
stefan‘s bday drunkening w/ bonus video of me serenading fil with sweet child o mine.
some fun pictures.
the combination of my whorish ways and fil’s deal-maker motorcycle worked very well and the rest is history.
they were too blasted on wodka to remember to add my blog url ha, on the website they did though.
warm weather always makes me sad
the last line in the movie will piss you off, if you are into being pissed off, hold out for that last line.
maybe if you lied less you would have more money?
poetry slam wars continues on, and MG does me a solid.
i think the second laugh he did was cos he was single and lonely as hell and seeing a couple nag, kick and swear at each other is like i am going to go home and murder myself after i eat two boxes of kraft dinner.
