boy you just a stupid bitch and girl you just a no good dick
zucket‘s take on last nite’s post, which reminded me of you know how you say to your bud as a joke i dare you to say what you just said to me about that genius over there, i dare ya to say it to them – well, this chick does it! note to self do not dare sass to do anything, EVER. i almost fainted when she went over to this chick with a stupid celtic spiral tattoo who looked over her shoulder BACK AT ME nodding and smiling like an idiot at them and i had no idea what they were saying and obvs it made it look like we were shit-bagging her tattoo, which we were, but she wasn’t supposed to KNOW that.
oh and her video, fil should have ran after us to capture more. i like the hoser who liked us.
don’t we look like nice people!
that guy’s back was sweaty and rubbed up against me ew.
right now i am listening to u2 in my underwear and welcoming more bitterness into my heart because it reminds me of driving up north to the cottage, WHICH WE AREN’T DOING RIGHT NOW. i am going to wear my cupcake puff dress this afternoon, i don’t think i like it as much as i did when i tried it on over all my clothes at winners when bunny was here, so i’ma wear it and sweat all over it and see how many compliments it does and doesn’t garner, then i’ll make up another tickle trunk outfit for tonite.
fil scratched his heel with one of his lethally sharp toenails in his sleep the other nite and he is using up all of my unicorn band aids on the wound, it’s pretty gnarly. payback for all the times he’s knifed me with those fucking hobbit-worthy beasts. what else did fil do oh yeah last nite he used my umbrella FOR HIS BAG while sass and i got drenched in rain, which lead to an introductory explanation of fil’s self-servingness to sass. oh wait, that’s MY bag fil is currently using for his camera/lense etc. anyway i love you fil don’t ever change just as long as i can blog about all of your filisms forever.
broszk7owski and fil ignored us and talked about music and cameras as usual then i snapped at them to shut up and talk to us which within two seconds turned into more music talk like ahmahgad there is more to talk about than live music, like, lets talk about current events like that unicorn they found and other shit on gossip blogs, i ruined that discussion fast cos of every news tidbit matt brought up i said OLD OLD OLD so OLD it was like a real life email zinger i fire off to all you’s guys who send me stuff off the wire i saw infinity times before you already. i can’t wait for more conversations like that. then as i got up to go pee matt started another music related story and i inquired about who the dude was he was talking about then quickly said NEVERMIND I DON’T EVEN WANT TO KNOW. matt says from now one everytime i open my mouth he’s going to say that during my stories. i’m sorry if i don’t find music conversation interesting, at all, unless it’s hot juicy gossip, don’t even bother.
and with that i’m off to more nxne.
next on this here blog will be a long boring tangent about the retards who sat beside us at dinner last nite, whom in large part have inspired me to weed the word dude out of my vocabulary forEVER.
