So your friend Danial Elliot or whatever left a big bag of smelly sweaty clothes (I don't mean men's clothes ) at your apartment as a leave behind. Blake doesn't want to call him because then he has to hang out with him. So you might get a magical new bag of smelly sweaty woman's clothes.
Also how many times are you going to have a last 80s night ever?
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
power, corruption, and lies
It's a good thing Laura posts on here just as much as me. Oh wait, that's a LIE!
Saturday, July 18, 2009
paparazzi

Friday, July 17, 2009
Thursday, July 16, 2009
So ummm ok?
Well i don't know what the fuck that video was about, but i think this is a better Peaches Video for us....
I'm her by the way. Everyone wants to be me.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Kevin got older.
So i tried to call you, but you were like no i have real friends. Cooler, more stylish friends. So i waited to call you later but then my weird only feel horrible in the morning and at night flu came back and i didn't call you again I also didn't post Magical Birthday Greetings on here. So here they are....
Happy Birthday KEVIN!!
I was going to put it in comic sans but can you believe blogger doesn't carry it, and i am to lazy to html it.
Monday, July 13, 2009
Since Kevin is bitching at me on Facebook.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
dumplings
Don't you ever FUCKING eat my DUMPLINGS! OR I'LL KILL YOU! YOU KNEW THEY WERE MINE!! I found this when I was blogging this morning and it reminded me of that one time I ate your dumplings on purpose, and videotaped your reaction secretly to embarrass you on the interwebs. Hahhahahahahah sucker!
You took three of my dumplings!
i will be wearing this

I will be wearing the red poncho.
So I'm really excited about tomorrow. i havent been out dancing since my last eighties night in Denton. There's nowhere to go here, and there's no one to go with really. I plan on getting really drunk while I'm there, and I challenge you to a drinking contest! That's right, I'm calling you out on your birthday! You don't wanna look chicken, do you? Bock Bock! Okay I'll stop. Ravel should be in charge of documenting our drunkedness with pictures. I'll loan him my camera.
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