this is the new and only method by which fil and i choose to communicate from now on. i have already exceeded my bandwidth allotment with it twice.

raymi: hey guess what?

dad: please don’t say you are pregnant.

raymi: ?

raymi: noooo, i’m going on tour with matt for a few shows.

dad: OH COOL!

close to 4am there was a huge ruckus going on outside – a bunch of meathead jocks all fighting with some bitches too one guy was all THIS IS MY NEIGHBORHOOD BLEEEEEARGH and he had no shirt on and two cop cars came. exciting. i crouched naked in the dark livingroom by a chair and watched everything. i felt like saying no excuse me this is MY neighborhood BITCH and i am trying to sleep and then step out of the shadows all naked and weird. anyway.