School...blah
I just bought Garden State soundtrack and it is the fuck. Its hippality is matched only by the movie's hippality. If I were an atom in my body, I would explode because of the greatness of the combined greatness of the soundtrack and the movie. Although my brain feels like it has a tumor the size of Montana, which was probably induced by my cell phone usage, Captain and Tenille were singers and Captain wore a hat and they were the motherfuckin hippest cats I've ever been subjected to. If they governed me with absolute undying, unflexing and brutal oppression I wouldn't care because of the beauty of their music would surround me. No im just fuckin. Anyway later biatchlessnesses. Ill see you fucka.
Okay everyone
That was Michael Rivers, he kinda spastic. I let him update my live journal today. He's a writer here at the Contraband, thus the "undying, unflexing, brutal oppression" comment. So yeah, I don't know that I would even comment on that. EM--call me bitch. Oh yeah, just bought the Garden State Sondtrack and it rocks. OH and went to Olive Garden and the waitress was such a bitch. Luckily my friend Pasha was there to tell her so then she just never came back to our table. Which was a conflict of interest because my glass was a little too empty for her to not come back. Sober at lunch?!? It was not a pleasant experience. So anyways, I don't have an inside voice and that is a problem because I just yelled the word fuck as my editor picked up the phone, so whoever was on the phone probably doesn't think very highly of us right now.
Anyway, hope the day in New Orleans (where we have a thing called dinneh) was good. Oh my god two guys in my office are discussing exactly how deep "ballsdeep" is. If any of you have any thoughts on how deep that could be--please let me know so I can settle it for them.
Yours
Jussy
Okay everyone
That was Michael Rivers, he kinda spastic. I let him update my live journal today. He's a writer here at the Contraband, thus the "undying, unflexing, brutal oppression" comment. So yeah, I don't know that I would even comment on that. EM--call me bitch. Oh yeah, just bought the Garden State Sondtrack and it rocks. OH and went to Olive Garden and the waitress was such a bitch. Luckily my friend Pasha was there to tell her so then she just never came back to our table. Which was a conflict of interest because my glass was a little too empty for her to not come back. Sober at lunch?!? It was not a pleasant experience. So anyways, I don't have an inside voice and that is a problem because I just yelled the word fuck as my editor picked up the phone, so whoever was on the phone probably doesn't think very highly of us right now.
Anyway, hope the day in New Orleans (where we have a thing called dinneh) was good. Oh my god two guys in my office are discussing exactly how deep "ballsdeep" is. If any of you have any thoughts on how deep that could be--please let me know so I can settle it for them.
Yours
Jussy