BY THE WAY. WE . ARE. ON TOTALLY WE ARE MUSHROOM. WAIT WAIT CAPS LOCK IS TAKING OVER OUR LIVES.but really, katie is like humping me ( Read more... )

first of all, i dont know if i am capable of this. you see, i am miranda updating katies journal and i think there is smoke in this room, but it is pixelated and irredescent but katie oh god katie is licking my shapely oh m6y god it feels so good ( Read more... )

22 hours and eight sugar-free Red Bulls later, I feel as though the area surrounding my brain is covered in jism. Something has been fucked by me, things pulverized, projects completed, but at the moment I forget what they are ( Read more... )

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Dear Tuesday Night Katie ( Read more... )

Pizza topped with shredded money in lieu of cheese. (And vegans of the world, I have my doubts as to whether or not money is vegan.) Pantera Dance Remix 2k3 ( Read more... )

"I need this parade like I need a fucking hole in my head."
- John F. Kennedy

Unhealthy amounts of time spent at work. Tips mean I can go from the eating-friends'-cheetos-and-frozen-vegetables-in-their-apartment-once-a-day tax bracket to the wow-i-can-put-hummus-AND-blue-cheese-in-my-sandwich tax bracket. Work is grotesquely fascinating. We have all the devices of a stereotypical Corporate Restaurant. Suave and authoritative ( Read more... )

Libby calls as George and Miranda and I are driving to the Fischerspooner show. George and I are so happy to talk to her that we forget to stop for beer on the way. She wants me to go to Long Beach for grad school and be in the museum studies program she is starting there, and I'm simultaneaously participating in the conversation and doing ( Read more... )

I don't usually post dreams on a blog unless the plot hinges on some sort of pop icon or well-known individual, so it'll be, y'know, relatable ( Read more... )