Happy Birthday Max.
So there I was, about to mob to this tight ass party, and then like, car accidents are totally lame. So then like, we go blaze with these fools and then we went to In and Out. Julie was a cat/sloot. That took forever. Then we were on our way to the Marymount party but bitchez be shady so it was cancelled. We never know where we sleep so we bring apartments with us. I let Mieka blow her nose in my scarf. We went to James' house and did our thing. Then we went back to Julie's+Lucas+sleepover+American History X+wtfz.
Then we woke up, Julie quit smoking..or something. Watched Virgin Suicides+ate dry cereal+got tiaras, then Lucas left and we went to Fairfax+shopping+HIP. Then I came home and was mexican and gangster. Sleazed it up for sure this weekend.
In other news-school is fucking tight, and I miss Jessie Binkow and Annabel Heydorn. And like SLEAZATRONXL.
+SPYDERZ ON MY HANDZ.
Edit: My house is up for sale. And now I'm crying.