Hey y'all.

I am going to Tahoe to camp.
I'm not staying in a cabin or a condo or any of that prissy shit.

I AM CAMPING. WITH TENTS. AND BUGS. AND NO PHONES. AND NO OUTLETS.

I'm going to love it. No contact with the outside world. Just the lake. I need that I think.

So, uh. Bye.

Memorable Beach Moments

1|| Sophia takes Polaroid of Naima.

Naima: I look like a clown.
Sophia: No, you don't.
Naima: Yes, I do.
Sophia: Whatever. But you have to admit you look really tan.
Naima: Sohpia, I'm black.
Sophia: Oh, yeah.

2|| Marty talks to Naima ( Read more... )

I actually urinated in my pants while reading this.
It's long but worth it.

( Six To Eight Black Men )

All great 90's entertainment is here.
Thoughtfully critiqued and cut into seven short volumes.
Here is the first in the series.

( VOL. I )

The dance sequence in Napoleon Dynomite is uber hot.
Napoleon's tight pants are uber hot.
Napoleon's glasses are uber hot.
The way Napoleon says "Idiot!" is super uber hot.

I am in love.

It is summer.

I am a teenager.

Life doesn't get any better.

P.S. I totally found Luke Wilsons house and wrote him a note that I put into his mailslot, which said:

"Dear Luke,
I think you are a very talented young actor and incredibly handsome."

It started out well enough, right? It went downhill from there.

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Today I was home alone. So , I dressed up in my mom's polkadot dress, let my hair down, and pretended that I lived all by myself, free to do whatever I pleased.

I played Pizzicato Five really loud and jumped around.
I reread all of my Dr. Seuss books (and found that If I Ran The Circus is my favorite ( Read more... )

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Tomorrow I am back home.
Gasp.
How exciting.
Weeze.
I can't wait to sleep in my own...
Sweat.
Bed.

I excercized. Whoa. Being fat (and smoking) makes breathing so much harder.