hey dudes.

i have to tell you that i am amazing at wii boxing, in the fitness thing when you are doing the punching bags i can go through 26 of them in a minute. fil can get through 13. also my arms are toned now and 1/3 less like oprah winfrey’s and tyra banks’ meat arms i rule. here is proof that wii can get you in shape, this dude lost 9 pounds in a month just by adding a half hour of wii sports to his daily program. so i’ve been doing that too and i am seeing results. also i like to make characters of everyone we know, we made samir and sharpie and lise and max and pitt and cid lindsay lohan dickcheese and when you play baseball they divy up the players so i got samir and pitt on my team and when samir got a double i was like alright samir! then i felt insanely pathetic because we are reduced to associating with simulated versions of our real life friends cos our real life friends don’t want to be our real life friends anymore. sigh.

i have a huge canvas to paint but i am going to wait for fil to finish playing zelda first cos i need the coffee table to do it.

we watched the illusionist and crank last nite, they are both kind of stupid but whatever.

**Update

HAHA fil just came over to me to google something he started typing twilight then i went lgihgfd;ogihdvn and said just tell me what to type and he says ok type twilight princess wii walkthrough. uh fil i think this might have something to do with the fact that we don’t have any friends, just a hunch.

i’ll do kate moss another day.

*i fixed his shoulder so he looks more level. should i add more neck lines to make him look dodgier or leave his neck as is?

tonite i am going to wear my rush sweatshirt because i am hilarious but i don’t know what we are doing tonite so i might just be wearing my hilarious outfit on the couch because i am lame. i am back in my nobody likes me phase i hope you are prepared. i am going to draw picture of kate moss now.

oh my

haha

what the shit sometimes you have to take one for the team in order to get the goods

holy abdominals!

these parties are starting up again. i was at one of them as a gogo dancing awesome monster? look.


i am smoking and giving shots wow.

and here i am in grade school (grade 8) as a mail order bride from bratislava:

subject: in the beginning, there was “shit yeah”

dear raymi (do re mi)

i ran an image search for the word “excelsior” to see what kind of lordish shit i could find, and happened upon thine innermost shrine of quebecois hassiandom circa 1983.5.

thank you (a) for the laughter, and (b) for being such a foxy motherfucker. with love from portlandinavia…

the end.

-william