Sep 06, 2008 20:00
I met a boy. He's six five and he's a dead head. when i walk next to him i look like his little sister.
the day went like this:
hang out in dorm room
watch harry potter four
smoke california dreams flavored tobacco from a hookah
watch waynes world
eat chicken nuggets
drive home singing incubus like we were brandon boyed.
i don't know about you, but i consider all of this pretty fabulous, goddamn.