Every time I remember that I hooked up with you, I pat myself on the back. Good job, Gina. Good fucking job. And good job to you my beautiful sexy crazy man friend with the worlds most beautiful package. Ahhhh my fondest memories.
Jammin to Paramore’s new CD in the Masa parking lot makes this shitty week a whole lot better.
This has been the week from HELL. Can’t wait to peace out of tally, and go to Hangout this weekend.
The coolest thing is when my phone breaks and I don’t get any texts for two days, then tonight they all flood in at once and crash my phone! That was so much fun! Also, if you texted me in the past two days and I didn’t respond, I’m sorry! My phone hates me!