i learned my lesson last nite. empty stomache + substances = sexy barfing in front of everyone at a secret fancy after hours pahhtay. third nite in a row i've stayed up 'til five A fucking M and now i think it's finally catching up to me. Just watched Office Space and ate a hot dog and some chips. anyone see the thick nasty fog last nite/morning? ridiculous. i just realised it was saturday. i have one of those jobs with effed-up, irregular hours which gives me plenty of free time therefore - everyday is the same. a mini-holiday if you will. rrright.



Yo fuck tha' PO-Leeeece.



hic.

go to this guy's blogthing. i try and read it sometimes but then i get wicked confused and think he is like maybe fifty years old and i am like, sigh, i can't handle this shit so i stop reading, but i always go back because my world is so small, err, the sites i regularly go to, i mean. what the fuck am i saying? POST MEANING



got really wrecked last nite, dag nasty. stumbled home around 5 in the morning. if i so much as even look at alcohol right now my head will explode. hic.

Apple had this fancy ad campaign to lure PC people over to macs, most of them were dumb and boring but THIS ONE was the best. they pulled it 'cos they thought the girl might've been all baked. you'll need quicktime to view it.