December 2009
162 posts
forty-fives
i plan on playing forty-fives with a group of old friends today. looking forward to it.
el uno's
i’m off to uno’s in burlington to hang out with (my buddy) rikhav. he asked me if i wanted to have mexican food, but i declined. There’s plenty of mexican food to be had back in LA and the margs are stronger. i like the ones that are on fire at el compadre or the cheaper ones for 5-6 bucks at el chavo. malo is good as well. so there!
that said, i like that uno’s probs...
C: hay hay again. hows the day?
L: ok. i got a reel to reel tape of my grandfather giving a talk transgered
C: like, dressed as a woman?
L: transfered biatch!
C: ohhhhh to me, transgered means transgendered
L: ah i see. so you weren't even kidding then
has anyone driven for more than thirty minutes in new england and NOT heard evanescence on the radio?
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holy moly
this is my 204th post!
<raises laptop into the air>
screams in triumph.
<accidentally and awkwardly drops laptop to the floor and the monitor part breaks off>
oh my god
<pukes>
i don’t think i want to watch hoarders period, let alone hoarders in hd.
the cove
im about to watch it with my mom and dad. i told my dad that my mom would probably freak out when the dolphins get hacked. he doesn’t believe me. so, we’ll see! if this movie isn’t good, im gonna be very mad at terry gross AND josh briggs. cause i really get mad about things like that (sarcasm font).
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well, f my d ! →
is there a font that properly conveys just how wonderful books, new and old, smell?
i like flipping the pages in front of my nose. the first book that smelled really good to me was a new copy of jurassic park, purchased for me by my mother after i got a couple A’s in 5th grade. i also like the musty smell of older books. the last older book that really got to me-smell and word wise-was...
wellplaid:
saw...
i once saw a huge winnebago towing a hummer up north in nh.
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you...
You’re a mean one. You really are a heel. You’re as cuddly as a cactus, You’re as charming as an eel. You’re a bad banana With a greasy black peel. You’re a monster. Your heart’s an empty hole. Your brain is full of spiders, You’ve got garlic in your soul. I wouldn’t touch you, with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole. You’re a vile one....
“‘Keep your socks darned, boys, and your boots greased.’
But as though that...”
– from The Dharma Bums by Jack Kerouac (via smut-to-go)
hey
has anyone else seen the blond ponytail “do you like apples” guy from good will hunting in a ‘cash for gold’ commercial? i feel like i just did, but my father changed the channel half way through and then immediately fell asleep…
“at least i won’t be unoriginal.”
