"Someone put me in a canoe!!!"
so today liza came over minus alex (he's sick from lack of sleep) to do expert points...yay! anyway liza and i were very diligent (incredibly surprising) and then had a fun trip to longs to get bright yellow poster board and a jamba juice.
at jamba juice we realized something very important. first let me tell you how we came to our conclusion:
first off i noticed the lady about to take liza's order was amazingly tan, i mean in the depths of cancerous tan.
secondly i realized it was tracey falk.
this is gross factor number one
then liza noticed a man washing blenders in the back.
and realized it was ian rothman, and told me a very familiar story of him trying to get some action from her in some random setting of some sort.
gross factor number two
then tracey falk took liza's order very wrong. instead of a strawberry nirvana, she got a mango madness whoknowswhat. anyway, in good jamba juice fashion we got the smoothie for free and tried it...completely revolting...tasted like a rotting orange creamsicle...if thats even possible.
gross factor number three
so our conclusion. the marketplace jamba juice only produces things that are really gross. THE END.
anyway...in other news from today, me, liza, bridget and desi hit up the natsoulas gallery (desi is an art major) and after touring the facilities (haha short skirt, long jacket) uhhh we scoped the gift shop and GUESS WHAT I FOUND. ok anyone who knows me has heard me use the term SEX POT at LEAST once. sooooooo to my GREAT surprise i found this!
yes...eroticism in ceramics. you read right. ahhhhh that made my sunny day.
at jamba juice we realized something very important. first let me tell you how we came to our conclusion:
first off i noticed the lady about to take liza's order was amazingly tan, i mean in the depths of cancerous tan.
secondly i realized it was tracey falk.
this is gross factor number one
then liza noticed a man washing blenders in the back.
and realized it was ian rothman, and told me a very familiar story of him trying to get some action from her in some random setting of some sort.
gross factor number two
then tracey falk took liza's order very wrong. instead of a strawberry nirvana, she got a mango madness whoknowswhat. anyway, in good jamba juice fashion we got the smoothie for free and tried it...completely revolting...tasted like a rotting orange creamsicle...if thats even possible.
gross factor number three
so our conclusion. the marketplace jamba juice only produces things that are really gross. THE END.
anyway...in other news from today, me, liza, bridget and desi hit up the natsoulas gallery (desi is an art major) and after touring the facilities (haha short skirt, long jacket) uhhh we scoped the gift shop and GUESS WHAT I FOUND. ok anyone who knows me has heard me use the term SEX POT at LEAST once. sooooooo to my GREAT surprise i found this!
yes...eroticism in ceramics. you read right. ahhhhh that made my sunny day.