between sheets and eyelids i'm reminded why i dont do this.

ay yo.
i'm tired of using technology.


so ill make this quick.




about 2 weeks ago.
me and twin went to aurora and hung out with anthony p.

he is literally the funniest person since the discovery of laughter.

we watched 28 weeks later.
it was so gross.
but delightfully scary.


that was what.
two weekends ago? yeah.


ive been working quite a bit for a soph.
shopping alot.
got a neat jacket.


yadayadayada.


so.
well.
this weekend.


p.r. and alex picked me up.
and we went to kent.
i just took a disco nap on the way down.
and they acted like an old married couple and listend to journey or some shit like that.


when we got down there.
we met up with em. and started to frog.
it was alot of fun.

we went to like... some show, id like to say.
i basically made a fool of myself.
i met some guy named phil on a bench.he basically brought sexy back.

emily was in a bush for about 22.

slept at sexybacks.
had no clue where emily was.
no clue where the odd couple was.
but whatever.

got breakfast.at some place
they had fabulous choc milky.

i stayed in kent all day.
me and emily just ate all day.
and watched ANTM [i fucking hate tyra]
then played fooseball.
piano.
went to einsteins attic.
got guys pizza.
slept on the way home.
got home.


blah blah blah.



a few days later.
even though alex was angry with me.
me nikki and kris went to p.r.s

we watched youtube videos for about 2 hours.
frogged.
went to walmart.
bought so many chips.
and some delicous drinks.

i got frogged.
nikki felt sick.

we left. then went back to p.r.s for a minute so she could recover a bit.


so it was fun.




work.work.work.work.work.



i have to go put on some pants because i am not wearing any right now.



ciao! manhattan.