so here I am to detail me and tazzy's sexcapades today. or more like lack of them.

basekly we went around moaning about how horny we were and how much we needed to GET LAID. LIKE A CHICKEN.

after eating, seeing a bb that looked exactly like joseph gordon-levitt, we went on our hot guy mission. sadly we only saw three, one of which had a small mullet and ate alone.

then we roamed around alot and I decided it would be rly fun to make tazzeh try on a lot of slutty clothes but she made me try them on too so we just went everywhere like topshop and guess and did that and walked out and traumatised alot of people.

ummm it rained and i regretted not buying the michael jackson time commemorative edition wtv thing from hmv. omg ed hardy has the fiercest wellingtons idek wat i would wear them with.


I LOVE THE FEELING OF ALCOHOL IN MY TUMMY.

THAT + GETTING LAID MUST BE REALLY GR8.

O hay Dylan Sprouse. Long time no see.

Unf.

So I've got this totally bitchin ulcer and I don't mean that in like a omg-this-wave-is-ttly-bitchin way but in like a FML way. There is nothing quite like the dull throb of a three day old ulcer, which pulsates when you attempt to relax your jaw, and constantly evokes a feeling aiken akin to a thick needle boring through your cheek.

I cut my hair today. It's all shoulder lengthy now!


Oh okay I HAZ NEWS.

WE'RE EXPECTING.

Oh yes. My white cat is mcpreggers and I'mma ttly wishing the babies will be aryan.


Also, there is this amazing ... Idk know what you would call it but it looks vaguely like cake, comes with ice cream, a layer of fudge, a layer of caramelnougatidk and a layer of chocolate. and then maltesers on top. Why hello 8th wonder of the world. Pyramids? Pfft I say.


And I'm prolly like the last person on this Earth to ever read 1984. I was pleasantly surprised. Damn, George. I DIDN'T THINK UR DYSTOPIC NIGHTMARE WOULD BE QUITE SO HOT.

Fucking foxy.


Hay homework. You wish I were doing you.