i got drunk at a sXe show in morgantown, WV with iamsally and i MOSHED. we videotaped stab!stab!stab!'s set, then we went around trying to get 15-year-old girls to show their boobs to the camera. alas, they weren't drunk and we were, so no boobs for us. one of the 15-year-old girls told us that stab!stab!stab! was good, but they "belong in the 80's."... Read More
if you help me find a cool apt in nyc for around may, i'll totally be your best friend. and a job where i can make a trillion dollars an hour. i really don't feel like moving back in with my parents.
being drunk by midnight kicks ayass. had i not acquired a nasty stomach virus which prevented me from going to 80s night, i'd probably be drunk right now too. alas. next week.
We'll take our powdered crotch dancing to the streets. You know how we do it. And stop trying to start shit between me and Wes! If you want to compete for him, straight up, then let me know, bitch! I'll show you how it's done.
tonight, in all of pittsburgh, there are 2 dance parties we could go to. a glam rock one on the south side and my friend who's djing in regent square. unfortunately, i have no way of getting to either of them, because it's friday night and snowing out and my boyfriend [with the car] thinks that going out dancing is "worthless." in this whole worthless... Read More
i made kikka and myself a giant vat of the best CHIKAN PERMAZHAN ever. seriously, i impressed myself. i've been eating so damn much since i got back to pgh, since it's nice to have someone to cook for who eats something beside tofu.
my friend matt is djing at some bar in regent square tomorrow night and is bribing me to come out and... Read More
it's odd to put on a nail polish colour and realize that the last time you wore it, you had just heard that one of your best friends blew his brains out.
i've been in an atrocious mood lately, and i can't figure out whether it's hormonal, situational, or locational.
Hormonal, situational, or locational? Well, the answer to two of those is the same, which is: yes, Pittsburgh sucks so many balls that God can't keep up with the back orders to create enough balls for Pittsburgh to suck.. Get yourself packed up and drive back here with a sticker on your bumper that says "Pittsburgh...is the pitts!" Good luck working that shift. Although by law it can technically no longer be called a shift after 7 PM since it's just blatant slavery. Peace.
I have NO PITY for you. Though when you do come back I'll cook you some badass chicken parmigiana. And lots of sake, because I'm ethnically conflicted.
HAHA at your stast
i now know he's one of us... only the elitist were invided.