did i understand that right?

3 extra inches WITHOUT bounce, indicating NO squish? AND you get to play with weights?

*clapclapclapclapclap* boys of ravewave, take note.

doink!

wasn't it sh-wag at one point?

mmmm berries...

bunk.

bunk shit.
WACK shit.

fred penner's now my favorite person on this board.

bunk. ha.

strap-on admittance success rate?

poor girl.

next thing you know there'll be racoons in that couch. that appartement is so feng shui.

in english for those who don't jackie-speak:

twice as BAD.

or

two times worse.

...

cool box.

Just one more fight
About a lot of things
And I will give up everything
To be on my own again
Free again

ditto that.

and breaking three hundred posts today.

sometime, someday, i'm sure they will find someway of returning the favor.

what is your philosophy of life?

from pen15 you graduate to w.h.j. (well hung jury)

happy birthday shpud.

how some people can get under your skin, mix everything around, stop, and leave everything in ruins because the process hold something sorta "fun" for them.

then knowing that no matter what HAS happened, the next move is yours and you know it's time to bring them down hard.

let the games begin.

there'swhite-out on my computer screen

never say i'll never do something again cuz chances are i'll be lying to myself.

unless it invoves shrooms. ew.

why is being cracked out a good thing?

not going to mutek at all this year makes me sad.

i want breakfast

like whatever

how much i loathe a mouse on a mac.

lindsay's a stupid raver.

trading spaes designers pop-up-video style marathon RIGHT NOW.

i haven't spent this much time in front of tv in years.

i want an ice cream cone.

strawberry gelatto.

stupid french keyboard.

éééééééééé

dude who's sitting next to me's walkman - sounds like metal.

cigarette...

four day work week?

somsay - track 4 (angels fallin, through my hands - i don't need them)

BEST TRACK EVER. EVER.

noooo i like em chubby

instagatah that is phat. totally 1990 but badass nonetheless.

me??

ruined: video project deleted off server and have to go to school on a saturday to do it *again* therefore negating going to sharons tonight and getting wasted.

ruined: at home on a friday at midnight doing homework.

made: squishyballoooooooooobear who i only see on weekends becuase...

ruined: ibm gives shitty schedules.

made: drinking tomorrow with potential gnome-theft in point claire.

what's with jeff's anal retentive question?

why don't you love me anymore? :(

neoform?

:|

AND sarah. then we sat there for 45 minutes.

heh.

i miss those woods.

what is your philosophy of life?