i just cleaned the bathroom to ted nugent’s stranglehold and it is my new favorite cleaning the bathroom song, i was really fucking FEELING IT and once i got to the counter/sink i realised how awesome i probably looked papertowelfantastiking that fuckin’ bitch! it was like dazed and confused bathroom party scuse me guys i am going to eat some special brownies and totally lay in a field now with those big earphones from the kindergarden listening centre rad!
lise and i went to the something pantry to eat lunch and i walked in on this fat woman wiping her ass in the bathroom hey lady LOCK THE FUCKING DOOR! then she spent ten minutes in there and i wanted to die. she comes out and spends ten minutes reading everything on the bulletin board right near me. i should have yelled out SORRY just to rub it in a little more. this was just before getting our food i’m lucky i didn’t see any bits. ok my stomache just flipflopped i can’t stop picturing her.
she also was eating a piece of cake by herself when we got there then she took a half hour dump in the one toilet available for the ladies so i took a pee in the men’s which smelled like a hot urine sauna.
then i ate a zuccini pancake and the girl behind lise said she wasn’t really into sauces, “I’m not a SAUCE PERSON.”
i met ladyinpublic yesterday. she’s a babe and so are her friends and i am like a hundred feet taller than them.
watched shopgirl last nite, fil passed out during all the sad parts at the end and woke up to me crying on the toilet. i think it was the most honest thing i have ever seen on television despite it being a movie. if you want a good purge, watch it, an i-hate-every-older-rich-guy-i-ever-laid type purge and fully worth it. claire danes is the oprah of cinema, pure. fucking. tears. dude.
just a beautiful film oh and steve martin doesn’t do anything remotely funny in it. not saying that’s a good or bad thing, just a thing is all.