My DEMF pictures are pretty lame this year, that's what happens when my sidekick decides that New Zealand is sweeter than anything else. So if you have any complaints contact Erin D.
http://soupy-spandex.livejournal.com/20152.html This was the lowest-key weekend in the history of my existence. Even though Friday I walked 34502385 miles around the D until 4am on Fountain Tour 06, I only managed to drink a total of 1.5 beers and then slept for about 14 hours.
Lastnight I managed to eat a whole bowl of peanuts, slam some beers, puke in my mouth, fall out of a chair, dance around in the street singing in Poopies face, pass out, wake up, stay up, pass out, wake up, pass out.
I don't care, I liked it and I only spent 6 dollars. And this is the way it's got to be until after B-roo.
I hope you enjoyed me while I was rich, because now I have to hide out for a minute.