chrischick

Karma totally kicked me in the face last night.

So Vince and I get home after a night at the Roxy and its assorted related nightlife....we saw theSTART (who were amazing as always)...

We pulled up and I was getting his flat iron out of my car and I looked on my porch and front lawn and saw plastic Easter Eggs "hidden" in little crevices all over...

So of course we run around my entire front of the house picking up the eggs, opening them, seeing if any good candy or money was in them and stuffing them in our mouths and pockets.

I am guessing my parents hid them for some Easter egg hunting shenanigans pertaining to my little sister and cousins.

I grabbed all the eggs I could find and put them in my bag, and went in the house and signed on Myspace.

I was absently stuffing jellybeans in my mouth when I tasted something MOST foul.

A FUCKING BLACK JELLYBEAN.

Goddamnit that's what I get for stealing candy from little kids at 3 in the morning.

::still puking::