i don't actually look that hot when i'm djing, so here's a real picture to dispell the myth:
that's tom hiding behind me. i think i was wasted and probably complaining about how i couldn't dj anymore. 2 hours was enough for me, thanks. i need to work up the stamina for that and go a bit easier on the champagne.
tonight is paige's last night in pittsburgh, so we're going out for drinks. during our photobooth binge today, we realized that the three of us can't muster good photobooth personality, because we're all so obsessed with each other and too excited to be crammed in a small space together that we never think to make sassy pointing gestures or suave faces. we're just laughing and pulling on eachother. when we all live together in SF, we're going to get a photobooth for our house and just sit in it together. maybe we'll have a tv put in instead of the camera. how creepy would it be to come over to our house to find us all crammed in the photobooth together?
my real boyfriend and my fake boyfriend are so fucking hot, it kills me. holy shit, we're all so in love.
that's tom hiding behind me. i think i was wasted and probably complaining about how i couldn't dj anymore. 2 hours was enough for me, thanks. i need to work up the stamina for that and go a bit easier on the champagne.
tonight is paige's last night in pittsburgh, so we're going out for drinks. during our photobooth binge today, we realized that the three of us can't muster good photobooth personality, because we're all so obsessed with each other and too excited to be crammed in a small space together that we never think to make sassy pointing gestures or suave faces. we're just laughing and pulling on eachother. when we all live together in SF, we're going to get a photobooth for our house and just sit in it together. maybe we'll have a tv put in instead of the camera. how creepy would it be to come over to our house to find us all crammed in the photobooth together?
my real boyfriend and my fake boyfriend are so fucking hot, it kills me. holy shit, we're all so in love.
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What the fuck was that movie about anyway? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....
It's always a blast seeing you. And to answer your text message, I didn't hear you guys at all. I passed out after playing a few games and then your alarm woke me about two minutes before the cab arrived. And it was only $11 and change to get to the station. Not too bad.
Book me again please. I love Pittsburgh, Coldstone, spicy food, and seeing you. I need more tattoos too!!