gonzo's a pimp.
waking up to "OMG MY PEE SMELLS! I'M DYING" is somewhat...refreshing? hardly.
but watching your dad play wheelbarrow with the dog up the stairs is hilarious.
and taking pictures of stuffed animals kissing and having sex is just priceless.
yesterday i went to see "meet the fockers" it sucked, i didn't like it, but thats just me. i did however make a new friend, named Sascha. jesse said she was my twin, personality wise, because we were both losers. she made me a slurpee creation, it was amazing. we went back to jill's house, and i stole some ornaments off the apartment christmas tree in the front lobby.
central's battle of the bands is coming up, and my favourite burlington lady band is playing. <3 yar. i don't know if beautiful nothing is playing though, since they're all like...20 and out of school. haha.
tonight i'm working...blah. but it's with james, so hopefully he's not a huge jerkfuck today, or i'm going to tear some shit up.
talked to max. man he's tooo cool.
anyone want to buy me a bass? haha. i only need like $100 more, and i get my own, but fuck, i have so much other shit to pay for. GRRRR.
my birthday is in like..... so many days and a bunch of hours and minutes...my cellphone told me, but i don't have my cellphone near me. lame.
i'm going to go chain smoke dans le bedroom.