My Friends are So Original

Sit On This

I am backing up all my shit onto an external hard drive right now and I just found a pretty sweet flyer I made back in February of 2006. Check:

Dr. Ghersi

(deciding which Facebook picture to put up)

Jayne: my goddamn fucking ocd

im taking an hour to decide which one

out of 2

haaa its killing me

me: the latter

Jayne: love you

me: haha

They're High School Cool

I was so cool in high school cause I listened to the Grateful dead while I wore Grateful Dead paraphernalia. I seriously thought it was cool and not in a "so gay it's cool" way. But then horrible things happened and I stopped wearing my Grateful Dead t-shirts and patches. But today, I rediscovered myself (and my body) while looking for some classic, white Jack Purcell's on the Converse website (and while going to pee). I found these:
And I will purchase them. And then, I will wear them. And you will like it. Even if you hate it. Because if not, I will kill you.

A Documented Documented Spelling Disorder

Alexis: a toupe

haha how hte hell do u spellt hat

Alexis: toooo pay

me: toupee?

Alexis: no ida

idea

me: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Toupee

i win

Alexis: i lose

loose

hahahahaha

?

me: lose!

Alexis: o

me: hahahah

Alexis: i lose again

but really i win

cuz i learned how to spell lose

me: true

God Bless New Jersey

This weekend was an All-American/All-Amazing Adventure.
I drove down to Jersey with my two favorite Freedomies for Jayne's birthday. We rocked out to Thunder Road as we approached the incredibly underrated town of Chester, where Jayne lives.
The house is just a slice of heaven. Especially when your friends are in it. They have a huge backyard where we played a day-long game of batting and fielding. They have guitar hero projected onto a giant screen in the basement. Right next to the drum set. They have a live-in chef (who also happens to be Jayne's brother, Travis) who makes delicious ribs and truffles. They have chickens! that walk! And they also have old U-School year books and pictures. Obviously, we had the best time there.
And as if that wasn't fun enough, Chester was having a car show on Sunday so we stopped so Jeremy could take pictures and get his pants damp. Then we ate at Friendly's, which made my pants damp. Then Yoann felt left out so he peed in his pants.

Old Dirty Bed

Look who slept over the other night.

I went to the movies right after we did this.
It is fucking scary to come home to a dark room only to find ODB sleeping on your bed.
And not just because he's dead.