tegan

so im fucking freezing. but alas, my quest to get a palm tree has been fullfilled... sleep is the most amazing fucking broad EVER. palm tree for tegan. fuck yeah. its going in my bedroom.

i worked all day today... that was nice. didnt make much but whatever its all good right.

i bought christmas presents for the ladies in the family and now my dad. i have no idea what to get my step dad but ill figure it out.

also bought new chuck taylors for myself... so damn expensive.

im in an internet cafe/laundry mat/convinence store.

chloe brought me back parliment cigarettes from new york. thank god.

im going to marry angelina jolie.

im working sunday brunch... if you know where i work... come see me.

a dude just drove up beside me in a pick up tow truck on his cell phone and tried to 'pick me up'. ugh.

and to this mysterious belt buckle sender... I FUCKING LOVE YOU. They are rad rad rad.

Los Angeles... January... here i come. 315$ return

everytime i talk to jorma it makes me miss him more. im a sappy asshole.

and now, i have to go get chloe some food from utopia and drag her ass over to my new house.

tonight... neon nights. buddies. the scandelles.

ok... this is all.

xo.
t.

p.s - give me bailey

p.p.s - the bovine, sunday december 19th. the taste. they go on at midnight.