why can't ghosts have children?

Nov 03, 2006 03:14

because they have hallo-weenies!

so its been a hell of a week. got some good hollyweird stories... only most of em' are things i don't remember myself doing. lots of seagram and jager. holloween's the best.

so i moved back into my old room. its just down the hall. hee hee. and this time i decided to switch it up a bit... the bed's where the dresser used to be, only sideways, the dresser where the bed was, the nightstand over by the door now, and i threw in a desk and chair (w/ the rollers on em!) sweet... and w/ that desk in there and tv/dvd/radio, i'm pretty sure i'll become a hermit like the rest o' my roomies.

busted out the salvia on monday. a couple brave guys saw parallel dimensions w/ me. was fun. lots of beer, seagrams, and weed before though, so it was extra trippy.

this weekend i will be unavailable due to the recent shelving of Final Fantasy XII on PS2. I have it til Wed and if that wasn't enought to keep me from being bored, i have a buttload of homework to catch up on. yup, mid-semester is def my most ill-favored time at school.

on the other hand... field trip in long beach in a couple weeks. i wanna feed the sharks.

and now:
Rush Limbaugh to Conan on fakers

[Limbaugh:] "When [stephen] Hawking steps out of his wheelchair at night, he works as an acrobat for the Cirque de Soleil shows!"
[Conan:] "What?! Where are you getting your information?"
[Limbaugh:] "My staff writers. Same as you."

[Limbaugh starts to shake]
[Conan:] "Now you're mimicking Michael J. Fox?"
[Limbaugh:] "No conan, i'm having oxycotton withdrawal!"

get it? cuz he's a doper. hypocrite. oh ya, almost forgot about this news article in yahoo. some 300 anonymous letters turned up in the ocean. they were from random people, all addressed to God. how awesome is that!? sounds like a fantastic idea for a movie. if i make it, will you see it?

oh the possibilities.

check out "running up that hill" covered by the band Placebo. awesome.

conan, hollywood, final fantasy, halloween, limbaugh, drunk

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