call me a safe bet. im betting im not.

one.
two.
twenty two.
another cheese sandwhich.



so i haven't written in a while.
lets see.


well me and the ladies have been going to the hookah bar every thursday.
very fun.
i dont remember much of my experiences.

i mean.
lots of booze and boys.


and lolz coasters.


um..
i went to a hotel party thing.
with a bunch of guys.
and it was with lauren. and meg j.
i bought a card. and a package of pens. and cigs for meg and myself at cvs.
wtf. i dont have this kind of cold hard cash!?


that night was full of whiskey and vodka.
and a make-shift cooler (shower with ice in the bottom)filled with alcohol popsicles.
a good night...i think....







lets see.
last weekend.
went to alex and adams.
david lee kept calling me prissy. thats one of the many things i remember.

i passed out .

what a shocker.









other than those limited things that i can remember...

ive been working alot.
writing alot.
being a fool alot.



well.





lets see.
i have alot of stuff to do but i think a cat nap is in order for me.
i deserve that!




i need to use this.
because i need to know what i do with my time.




i am considering going tanning.
i literally look like casper in female form.






i wish i was a little bit taller.
i wish i was a baller.
i wish i had a girl. if i did. i would call her.












peace.
love.
and bruno.
















p.s. what the HELL happend to chris angel?




and...
when will i find the lane to my franny!?!?!?!?


never.

i hate life.