I come from this past week. Where the history comes from.
Last Wednesday my friend Jennie and I caught a double feature at the movies, "Dodgeball" and "Fahrenheit 9/11." Ok, so it was more of a "We're poor college students and we're tired of being bent over the counter everytime we go to the movies" feature. They should at least be required to take us out to dinner before that sort of thing. So we paid for one, snuck into the other
Naughty naughty. Dodgeball = ho-larious. Fahrenheit 9/11 = emotional, loads of shit you didn't know about, perhaps a bit more propaganda than I care for
Went to theCityfolk Festival with me dad on the fourth. Try spending 3 hours in the Irish-skin-raping sun, roaming around with the world's biggest dork (i.e. my father)
We went to see Natalie MacMaster, the sexiest girl with a fiddle, by way of Canada you will ever see. Makes me get my violin out everytime I see/hear her. YUM
I went out with my friend Jessie and Celia later that night, just sat around drinking and playing asshole with some guy friends of theirs. Just turned into us making out with each other. Jessie bites. Hard. It's very nice. I'm the only one of her friends (and the guys) that doesn't complain about it.
Yesterday I spent swimming with Jessie and her little sister Chelsea and her friend, and then went to see "Garfield."
I'm so sunburned. And where there's no sunburn, I'm splattered with freckles. Damn you Ireland. *holds up bottle of Jameson, shakes fist and sack of potatoes*
Last Wednesday my friend Jennie and I caught a double feature at the movies, "Dodgeball" and "Fahrenheit 9/11." Ok, so it was more of a "We're poor college students and we're tired of being bent over the counter everytime we go to the movies" feature. They should at least be required to take us out to dinner before that sort of thing. So we paid for one, snuck into the other
Naughty naughty. Dodgeball = ho-larious. Fahrenheit 9/11 = emotional, loads of shit you didn't know about, perhaps a bit more propaganda than I care for
Went to theCityfolk Festival with me dad on the fourth. Try spending 3 hours in the Irish-skin-raping sun, roaming around with the world's biggest dork (i.e. my father)
We went to see Natalie MacMaster, the sexiest girl with a fiddle, by way of Canada you will ever see. Makes me get my violin out everytime I see/hear her. YUM I went out with my friend Jessie and Celia later that night, just sat around drinking and playing asshole with some guy friends of theirs. Just turned into us making out with each other. Jessie bites. Hard. It's very nice. I'm the only one of her friends (and the guys) that doesn't complain about it.
Yesterday I spent swimming with Jessie and her little sister Chelsea and her friend, and then went to see "Garfield."
I'm so sunburned. And where there's no sunburn, I'm splattered with freckles. Damn you Ireland. *holds up bottle of Jameson, shakes fist and sack of potatoes*
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funny
John Ashcroft would not approve
and neither would your mother
missy