taco flavored kiiiiiiiisses
indianapolis.
we're nuts. i'm not really sure why we drove there.
and as if jared leto wasn't already losing his credibility with me by wearing more make up than i own, he had to go and give me a nasty look, thus causing me to hold the same kind of contempt for him in real life as i do when i watch my so-called life and he is a douche to angela.
which is pretty much every episode.
in other news, wicked dance party took place in the drum dude's dressing room and it was pretty sweet.
everyone that walked past peered in and smiled or laughed.
we hung out with elisa more than anyone else and it was good times.
i made a new friend and now i can't find him. boo.
i met a kid that reminds me of jimmy.
(but he'll never even come close to the amazement that is jimmy bruno).
i was asked for the fourth time in the past few months if i was from canada.
someone threw their nasty smelling drink in my hair during cobra.
i pretty much ate the entire wendy's dollar menu for lunch.
i slept a lot in the car.
jpo got real drunk and entertained me.
then we accidentally touched tongues during a photo-op.
the biggest plate of chili nachos and the cutest little bar post show where too much girl talk was had.
creepy security guards totally violating work codes of conduct and hitting on me, caits and jen.
who's ron white? i still don't know.
met too many people. don't remember anyone's name, but all were pretty rad.
bottom line is i guess everyone thinks i'm a redhead from canada.
other than indy?
friends.
food.
the best south park episode. haha. (i almost love you more than taaacccccooos).
and i'm never gonna get thru the whole movie of donnie darko.
new my chem comes out tomorrow.
new brand new AND new incubus come out next month.
i'm gonna throw up lots.
love and love and happy afternoons.
we're nuts. i'm not really sure why we drove there.
and as if jared leto wasn't already losing his credibility with me by wearing more make up than i own, he had to go and give me a nasty look, thus causing me to hold the same kind of contempt for him in real life as i do when i watch my so-called life and he is a douche to angela.
which is pretty much every episode.
in other news, wicked dance party took place in the drum dude's dressing room and it was pretty sweet.
everyone that walked past peered in and smiled or laughed.
we hung out with elisa more than anyone else and it was good times.
i made a new friend and now i can't find him. boo.
i met a kid that reminds me of jimmy.
(but he'll never even come close to the amazement that is jimmy bruno).
i was asked for the fourth time in the past few months if i was from canada.
someone threw their nasty smelling drink in my hair during cobra.
i pretty much ate the entire wendy's dollar menu for lunch.
i slept a lot in the car.
jpo got real drunk and entertained me.
then we accidentally touched tongues during a photo-op.
the biggest plate of chili nachos and the cutest little bar post show where too much girl talk was had.
creepy security guards totally violating work codes of conduct and hitting on me, caits and jen.
who's ron white? i still don't know.
met too many people. don't remember anyone's name, but all were pretty rad.
bottom line is i guess everyone thinks i'm a redhead from canada.
other than indy?
friends.
food.
the best south park episode. haha. (i almost love you more than taaacccccooos).
and i'm never gonna get thru the whole movie of donnie darko.
new my chem comes out tomorrow.
new brand new AND new incubus come out next month.
i'm gonna throw up lots.
love and love and happy afternoons.