ASDF
04.08.2006 | 1:49 PM

LAST NIGHT IN HONOR OF RECIEVING THE 5TH AND FINAL SEASON OF 6 FEET UNDER ON VHS AND GETTING MY VCR TO WORK AGAIN, I REARRANGED MY BEDROOM AND SAT ON MY BED AND DRANK 3 MIRROR PONDS, 2 BUDWIESER TALL BOYS AND A BOTTLE OF CHAMPAIGNE AND THIS MORNING I WOKE UP HALF WAY THROUGH THE SEASON AND I CANT REMEMBER A GOD DAMN THING THAT HAPPENED.

IN OTHER REALLY FUCKING TITALATING NEWS, WE WENT TO THE OCEAN THE OTHER DAY.
WE WORKED OUR WAY FROM CANON BEACH UP TO ASTORIA AND RE-ENACTED SCENES FROM THE GOONIES THE WHOLE WAY.
TRUFFLE SHUFFLE AND ALL.

THEN WE GOT LOST IN WASHINGTON.

AND EVER SINCE THE GOGOL BORDELLO SHOW I WANT TO BE A GYPSY.
I WANT TO LEARN BLACK MAGIC AND STEAL BABIES AND TRAVEL AROUND THE WORLD IN A COVERED WAGON.
BUT REALLY I WANT TO LEARN HOW TO PLAY THE WASHBOARD AND DO MIND BLOWING AUDIENCE PARTICIPATION BALANCING TRICKS WITH A BASS DRUM.