discombobulated update from alphabet city, nyc.
so a guy walks into a bar.
ouch!
where should i start. no, don't put that. (awkward silence and pulled in lip between teeth).
wish i was drunker. my dad's sick. i'm poor. and jobless. but come to my party, i posted the flyer. proceed to post the flyer. (post the flyer on your livejournal and myspace...please). we should get the guy from "lastnight'sparty.com" to advertise for us. is this really how we're doing this? how long is this going to go on for?
btw...chaun is talking and morgan is ghostwriting this whole entry.
comprehensive, i know.
bedtime.
see you there, bitches!
ouch!
where should i start. no, don't put that. (awkward silence and pulled in lip between teeth).
wish i was drunker. my dad's sick. i'm poor. and jobless. but come to my party, i posted the flyer. proceed to post the flyer. (post the flyer on your livejournal and myspace...please). we should get the guy from "lastnight'sparty.com" to advertise for us. is this really how we're doing this? how long is this going to go on for?
btw...chaun is talking and morgan is ghostwriting this whole entry.
comprehensive, i know.
bedtime.
see you there, bitches!