i made the mistake of hanging out with that cum dumpster shannon davenport today. i had to have brunch with her, so i pulled out a dying flower from a vase and gave it to her to wear so that i wouldn't vomit all over my baked eggs at roebling tea room. then, she made me listen to gangster rap on the waterfront. seriously williamsburg? "got no money? get some!" are you serious? i blame it on shannon, anyway. did i mention that she is a chubby chaser? and an idea stealer? the worst.
on a better note, i love julia's new hair. let's get naked and take pictures on your rooftop.
word of the day:
mousehole - a woman's vagina
joke of the day:
knock knock. who's there? euripedes. euripedes who? euripedes pants, you menda these pants.
quote of the day:
"it's splashing my face. i sit in the window, and it splashes me."
pictures:
julia and that hateful wench shannon, albert camus and me and sister at warner springs circa 1988.
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