So, uh... I'm back. Hi.
(That's all I should say)
In New Mexico, I did several jigsaw puzzles, and discovered new Sims secrets. That's really all there was to that week. LA was nine thousand times cooler. Geraldine and her husband are the sweetest people in the world.
I met (*deep breath*)... the fantabulous Geraldine and her rad husband... Maxx, ThePirate, Voltaire, Juliana, KHAAAAAAAAAAAAAN, reprobate, Margot_dent, surlyclown, Cedar, Katie, Missy, Fu, Danika, Bridget, obd, BlackHoodie, grendel_kin, DaveUnderTheBed, digitusboy, Stormy, drexel, zero_the_hero, and... many others I can't identify. Saw several folks that I didn't get around to talking to. Sorry, folks, there doesn't seem to be enough Kes to go around.
Then there's Scopitone, without compare. Due to his nonsense, I've only one picture with the two of us, and... well, read the caption. My trip was way too short, by about the rest of my lifetime. I've never wished I were taller before now.
As for everything else:
How many levels of rad are you missing in that one picture?
1. These motherfuckers are now mine.
2. The new shirt from my mom matches the awesome one in today's profile picture, though in a more obligatorily Texan way.
3. Miss January is hot.
4. My Christmas-gift minifridge finally works, and shall forever be stocked with two kinds of cream soda and Dr. Pepper. At all times.
5. Thanks to the former level of rad, I now have places for my huge Jones Soda label collection and my Eddie Izzard magnets. Many of both are not pictured.
6. That gorgeous, freshly healing labret was my birthday gift from the amazing Geraldine and Steven.
7. On second thought, the abrasions on my upper right arm may be from Maxx's teeth! There's another set on my right ear from someone entirely different. Good luck finding pictures of my right ear, though.
8. Two words: Erszebet Bathory. If you say 'Elizabeth,' or pronounce Bathory with an 'h,' you lose. I know what I'm going to be when I grow up.
9. Every small part of my room is packed with this much coolness.
10. All of these together seem to say that I am pretty damn rad.
Today. Don't you love days when you feel like a Boingo song?
I think I'll move to LA. That wouldn't be for about three years, though, and I'm sure none of my reasons will apply by then. I'm actually sad. Not to mention currently pissed off that Garden State didn't open here. Today's excitement only included hurting a toe and seeing The Village (who told me this movie sucked?). All that can possibly be left says that you should all learn to shut your faces.
(That's all I should say)
In New Mexico, I did several jigsaw puzzles, and discovered new Sims secrets. That's really all there was to that week. LA was nine thousand times cooler. Geraldine and her husband are the sweetest people in the world.
I met (*deep breath*)... the fantabulous Geraldine and her rad husband... Maxx, ThePirate, Voltaire, Juliana, KHAAAAAAAAAAAAAN, reprobate, Margot_dent, surlyclown, Cedar, Katie, Missy, Fu, Danika, Bridget, obd, BlackHoodie, grendel_kin, DaveUnderTheBed, digitusboy, Stormy, drexel, zero_the_hero, and... many others I can't identify. Saw several folks that I didn't get around to talking to. Sorry, folks, there doesn't seem to be enough Kes to go around.
Then there's Scopitone, without compare. Due to his nonsense, I've only one picture with the two of us, and... well, read the caption. My trip was way too short, by about the rest of my lifetime. I've never wished I were taller before now.
As for everything else:
How many levels of rad are you missing in that one picture?
1. These motherfuckers are now mine.
2. The new shirt from my mom matches the awesome one in today's profile picture, though in a more obligatorily Texan way.
3. Miss January is hot.
4. My Christmas-gift minifridge finally works, and shall forever be stocked with two kinds of cream soda and Dr. Pepper. At all times.
5. Thanks to the former level of rad, I now have places for my huge Jones Soda label collection and my Eddie Izzard magnets. Many of both are not pictured.
6. That gorgeous, freshly healing labret was my birthday gift from the amazing Geraldine and Steven.
7. On second thought, the abrasions on my upper right arm may be from Maxx's teeth! There's another set on my right ear from someone entirely different. Good luck finding pictures of my right ear, though.
8. Two words: Erszebet Bathory. If you say 'Elizabeth,' or pronounce Bathory with an 'h,' you lose. I know what I'm going to be when I grow up.
9. Every small part of my room is packed with this much coolness.
10. All of these together seem to say that I am pretty damn rad.
Today. Don't you love days when you feel like a Boingo song?
I think I'll move to LA. That wouldn't be for about three years, though, and I'm sure none of my reasons will apply by then. I'm actually sad. Not to mention currently pissed off that Garden State didn't open here. Today's excitement only included hurting a toe and seeing The Village (who told me this movie sucked?). All that can possibly be left says that you should all learn to shut your faces.
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mexicant:
Hehehehe... ummm... yeah. Truth be told, Gambitgirlie is apparantly too busy with her boytoy to return my calls so I couldn't plan anything to go visit. And, well... I was kinda scared to meet you. You're just a little too cool for my school. I swear I'll have balls next time though.
5alvani:
you are adorable, and very welcome.. sounds like you had an awesome time here in LA .. short visits are always better in my opinion .. that way you are so tied up there is no boredom involved and leaves you wanting more. Well in anycase blonde bird of prey hope you are doing great