ode to sebastian, the dinosaur... ya you know it. DINOSAUR. hahahaha we can put you in the plants, the sweatfleece, THE CASHDESK!! oh myyy!!!! my fave: front window, baby. hahaha and in case you didnt know.. sebass is my friend, saghi's, pet dinosaur. yes. hes real. and yes. hes plastic.
nothing beats the beach and drinking. yesterday was goodtimes. 12hrs of drinking. pretty sure i almost died.. and then i took a nap. props, mes amies. props. "ooh! he looks cute! KISS THAT ONE!!"
am blogging quickly because its time to get my drink on with mes amies. only for you chels - ONE NIGHT ONLY. and happy bday my LB frind. little bitches UNITE! ive a feeling its gonna be another one of those weekends.
I HAVE NEXT WEEKEND OFF I HAVE NEXT WEEKEND OFF I HAVE NEXT WEEKEND OFF!! what am i gonna do with all my time? wednesday is usually the new sunday in my world but noooooooooo sir!! SUNDAY IS SUNDAY!!! its been a while since ive had a weekend.. a real one. it feels good.
patron tequila me and my mami sitas.. whatever the fuck. seriously. PCD wannabes!! "hush hush" ya diig?
oh, and PS - just because we're corporately sold out of tna sweatfleece XL in citronella dont think that i cant hit you with XXS tile blue!!
someone plan a bbq. im craving smoked meat. and pasta salad. and ROCKBAND. ooh weeee oooh!!
.... by the end of the night im gonna have you soo f-cked up =)
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oh lord. promised to blog post clubbing. ran into a friend of a friend of a friend of mine. he reads my blog. pretty sure i almost died of laughter. the good kind. THANKS, MATT. you are too cool for school.
so wtf. i was supposed to go to shine and party with my NBBY girls. as i head out to leave i get a txt saying they were too drunk so they left. what the deuce. bien i owe you one dosa. on a monday. hahahaha hope it was a good time! sorry i left too late =(
THE POLICE ARE OUT TO GET ME. needed gatorade on the asap level. because.. well.. because im a selfish bastard that had to drink.. and then sobered up and drove. but a selfish bastard none the less. so i went to grab me and the anak some gatorade. THERES POLICE THERE. fuck my life. must be stealth. miade it out alive. i live to drive another day.
blogging. drinking like a 2yr old. shiet. you all better appreciate this. i do this for ANNE NACAUILI!! MAD SHOUT OUT!!! hahahah... happy? yayyers.
i have a vague recollection of NO TMZ OKAY!!!!!!!!!!... why oh why do i let this happen. why is vancouver so small? WHY ARE MY GUY FRIENDS ASHAMED OF ME!!!!! im sorry i ruin your game. hehehe. i heart you!!! but really.. stop running away from me. i need cockblock, thank you!
umm THANKS FOR NOT SAYING HELLO. no, sam. we are NOT going to be those children that are like "omg ive been waiting to say hi to you all night and now that i am i just wanted to say hi." boy pleaaaaaaaase. future fashion guru or NOT i am still better than you.
wanted to stalk zac efron tonight. decided not to. his pretty hair can wait a weekend.
okay. am working in a few hours. need to catch sleep. need to remind myself that my job is a place of solitude and that i dont want to kick myself in the face every time i sell a sweater. must remember that theres a plan for me. must remember that at the end of the day, they kinda like me there.... VOMIT.
