January 2009
Party is slow starting here. I’ve had one beer & am questioning whether I can stomach any more. Wait - The Jack Daniels just got here. Wooo!
Hungover on New Year’s Eve… No fun. My liver is going to file a lawsuit here pretty soon.
December 2008
Bitches don’t be knowing about my hobo vagina…
No, really. I’m really secretive about it.
Anyone up for Tumblr pictionary? →
brianvan:
(via benwasser)
I can’t play right now, but I’m reblogging for others to get in on the action. :)
Stirring atole until my arm falls off. Who knew my mum’s recipes called for so much blood, sweat & tears (but mostly blood)?
bath or shower?
saintnate:
(via potterspoet)
Bath. Relax. Enjoy yourself. Pour some Epsom salt in, and let it release whatever toxins may be in your body. Turn on some nice tunes.
When posed with the choice, always choose bath.
Seconded and reblogged for truth.
And if you feel gross about it afterward, a quick shower.
But a bath. Seriously. I’d give my eye-teeth today for a nice, warm bath.
LA MEET UP
6od:
socalmeetups:
Hi Kids,
So it seems at least for now, the LA and the OC will not be trying to combine their meet up. That said, anyone from anywhere can COME to the meet ups, but for the sake of those in each place… i think we start small.
There seems to be a lot of talk from the majority of the LA-based Tumblr’s that the Hollywood Area would be preferred. So we will start with that...
Darn it...
I think I did kind of bum myself out with that second to the last post I did.
And now I have to leave back for LA and it’s going to be on bummy terms, and I hate that. Argh.
’S ok though. I’ll just give her a big hug to remind her how much I love her, despite anything I may feel from one second to the next.
“Take wrong turns. Talk to strangers. Open unmarked doors. And if you see a group...”
– (via lemonwater) (via saintnate)
Good advice for going forward. I’m afraid of most things, but seriously… Isn’t it about time I just suck it up already?
Just a Fleeting Thought...
Sometimes I wonder if my mother really likes me.
I mean, I know that she loves me. I have no doubt about this.
But does she like me? I mean, with all of the suggestions at how she didn’t raise me right, and how there are right ways to do things and I don’t know them, how I’m as dirty and raunchy as a boy, etc…
I sometimes have to question if she’d like me were...
YTMND - Look at That Hat →
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If only I had a hat like that…
come join us....
henryeatspeople:
we’re dirty and fun….
click here.
if you can’t join right away just hold on a sec.
So much fun with henryeatspeople ET AL.
Pictures of feets, smells, and tits galore.
You should all check it out at some point! Good times were had.
Guys… Seriously. I am sitting here watching Jeopardy with my parents. MY PARENTS. And there is no alcohol involved. Won’t someone save me?
Bakersfield radio stations: You taunt me by making me want to drink, knowing full & well that I can’t at my parents’ house. You bastards.
Ok. A little over 24 hrs, & I am officially bored. OFFICIALLY. Like, I have a certificate & everything. Come on, Bakersfield. Entertain me!
carlovely:
i hate when people say “i’m really random”
what does that even mean?
you’re not ‘random’, you’re like every other fucktard with a star tattoo and a lip ring. sorry to burst your bubble.
But… wait!
I am really random. No, seriously! It’s in my name and everything! And I totally have a lip ring (or 2) and tattoos (but no stars). I still cool, right??
No? Damn. ...
Mum made a weird egg dish this morning. My eyes are saying no-no, but my stomach is saying OHMYGODIDON’TCAREWHATITISFEEDMENOWWWWW.
Last.fm Eclectic Test: How Eclectic is your Music... →
tumbl-me:
thenightdances:
tightgrip:
deadlybrad42:
nokaalma:
johnbrissenden:
butterflyeffect:
bmichael:
I scored a 650.
768 for me. Apparently that gives me bragging rights.
Ooooooh! 765
772 :-)
701! The article says “People with scores over 700 have bragging rights”, so I just made it.
702!
764 :D
808
703. Not nearly eclectic enough, damn it.
Small headache. Must be from consuming a genuine home-cooked meal. I think my body’s in shock.
My mother gave me 4 bras for Christmas. And a beef log… Think she’s trying to tell me something?
Home sweet home. Ox-tails, rice & beans on a plate. Folks made an obscene amount of cookies & tamales too. I can feel my clothes shrinking.
Aww. Happy trails to Eartha Kitt, who always made me feel saucy with her rendition of “I Want To Be Evil”. Meow.
2 Computers, 1 Room
6od:
walpaper:
Me: I wanna show you something on Youtube. Dad: I have Youtube on my computer too. Me: Your Internet has Youtube too?!
Praying for no snow on the I-5 North. About to head to the folks’ house. Man, I wish I had some nog.
Religulous on the tele from my computer. Digsby twitter updates popping up on the side of the screen, so you guys need to bring the funny.
Iin line for my brain meds. Crowded store. These peeps obvs don’t know what I’m waiting for or they’d be running to prevent me from killing.
So much for not thinking about boys...
bagcoffee:
lovepuppy:
just e-mailed one to let him know I crush him.
mwhahhaha.
That reminds me, I just lost the game.
AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! CRAP!!!
the captain's dead posted the sound files of... →
(via snuh)
Ho… ly…
God bless us, every one.
Peppermint bark!
beverlyhasablog:
(via thebrightsideoflife)
I just had one!
OMNOMNOM!!