June 2009
65 posts
Goin' back to Cali...
I’m heading to the LA area tomorrow and will make my way there sometime around Saturday. I’ll be there for like 3 or 4 days. I expect to see all of you either at some point separately or all together in one huge orgy of friendship. Call me, text me, but don’t email me cause I’ll be in the car without internet… ga-duh.
(If you have a bed or couch Grrr and I can stay...
I weighted my self.
Yesterday I found these old weight bags that you strap to yourself. I put the 5lb-ers on my legs and arms. Needless to say that after a day and a half everything is too much of an effort. Lifting the coffee cup to my mouth is now a workout. Walking up the stairs is like a death sentence. I’m gonna see if I can wear these for the rest of the week. (On the plus side though, smoking has become...
“She’s grown accustom to country living where everything closes at 4pm and no...”
– -TFail
Hahahaha… I just found this conversation about me. I love you guys.
“You’ve got to do some Lawrence Olivier shit to win them over. Act. Act like...”
– The Most Brilliant Flowchart Ever To Find Out If You Should Break Up With Your Girlfriend
Ned, you’re a genius. If you ever get a regular girlfriend she better not ruin your shit cause that’ll be so sad for the rest of us. Actually, the pressure for you to land the perfect girl is so...
One clown?!
How can a circus only have one clown?! I knew not to expect much when I walked under the Big Top and could still see the sky… but for serious now… one clown. But I’ll hand it to her, she worked her ass off.
“I guess at some point we all become dogs.”
– *bare with me: I just woke up.
So true, cause my dog is super playful and absentminded… totally me.
“Travel, like war, has a way of unveiling the truth about a man. For it is only...”
– Adam Cayton-Holland (via delbertshoopman)
Well said.
My car broke down
while I was driving through the middle of nowhere checking out this small fire. Well there’s no service so I’m walking trying to find someone that can help me and the fire is growing. Like growing serious. Smoke everywhere, barns starting to burn, forest going down, serious. I finally found this guy who can help me but I won’t go into that cause it’s another story. I go...
Dear
gingerkid:
Wife, Can you please come back now? Thanks.
Love,
Me.
Oh I’m coming back.
“hey baby, i’ve got two inches of swingin’ death!”
– a come-on line this guy just gave me… awesome…
A forwarning and a request:
Forewarning: I’ll be making my way back to the Los Angeles area sometime soon.
Request: I wanna have a party with all my LA tumblr friends. But mainly that’s just an excuse to ask piratekitten to make these for me.
Secret news... shhh...
Who’s published? !!!!!!!!!!!! Sorry, I know in order to not be an egomaniac you’re not supposed to brag and shit. Well whatever, my ego’s writing this and she has no shame.
I did this to myself.
WebMD just told me I’m gonna die of a pulmonary embolism very soon.
In less than a week
I’ve been to three different graduation parties surrounded by young men, drank on a mutha fuckin’ boat! (as did Grrr), was in the middle of a lightning storm to beat all lightning storms, was in a lodge in the middle of nowhere, shot skeet off the back porch, held an elephant’s tail in my hand, humped an elk’s leg (didn’t remember that one), humped a bear (totally...
Baby... you know me better than that. EVERY night... →
“There’s no more to Holden Caulfield. Read the book again. It’s all...”
– JD Salinger, 90, trying to stop publication on a new book that presents Holden Caulfield as an old man. Totally didn’t know he was even still alive. Read here.
