I FEEL LIKE OVER MICRO-WAVED DOG SHIT....
i just got home from san francisco... we did the bay to breakers run/walk and spent sixteen hours drimking like a professional... ive taken the day off to sober up!!!
When in doubt, rub it out...
- INNER VOICES
- If you don't know by now., CALIFORNIA, Mexico
- This space is here to fill the void in my creativity. I come here to bitch and moan, to make people laugh sometimes and to vent some things that would normally help me self destruct. I don't give a shit if people like what they see, that's not what this is about. It's about me, me, me... If none of that matters to you, we will probably all get along.
Knudsen Nation
Are you up to the task?
Who the fuck are you?
Only if you know me, do you know who i really am...
FOR THE LUCKY FEW
DO YOU WANT TO DESERVE THIS
make my day award
im all warm and fuzzy inside
be the blog award
its all about the sex, drugs and rock and roll
essence of voices
thanks bob!!!
SEAL OF COOLNESS
thanks random chick!
from kylie
thank you!!!
16 comments:
I want to die. My liver hurts. My brain hurts. I have to write a fucking grant today?!?? Why did you buy that champagne? I'm of the resolute opinion that that was ill-advised. Whoo. I had so much fun! Here's to wallowing in our hangovers!
Why did you run?
Doesn't the BART go that way?
WTF... are you celebrating Queen Vickie Day down here in States? Are some sort of Canuck wannabe? Don't even try to find any Canadian beer here in California, I tried yesterday.
What a slacker.
You are so cool! I have always wanted to do that... way fun.
he's half canuk.
so Inner, I did a little more homework today and stopped by my own blog. i didn't comment, but man i'm funny. I think i'll keep reading it.
I just recharged my camera batteries. Man, there was a lot of wang yesterday. I have more pictures of gross old man penises than I ever thought I'd want or need. Lots of blue, too.
Shelaghayan: I am always in the market for gross old man pics if you don't know what to do with them.
It's your own damn fault! ;-) Glad to see you made it home okay...did you have fun?
MJ: try this link. There are some shlongs there. Unfortunately, my batteries died before I could get a photo of the world's smalled penis (his gross FUPA didn't help).
http://picasaweb.google.com/shelagh.baird/BayToBreakers
I'm laughing too hard from the comments. Wait, let me compose myself. I ran the Bay to Breakers what seems like decades ago, but love MJ's comment "Why not just take BART!" That is too funny. Running/walking is still free, BART is what now? Nine bucks?
Zack, shit, I am so totally impressed. I thought you were kidding the other day. You weren't. And you aren't the fat, mean M.F. you referred to yourself as. Wow. I have a new and profound respect for you. Wow. Who knew? And Shelaghayan, are you at Mills? If so, I won't report you because I respect the hell out of you. Why? Because you insulted me in 20 words or less a few months back!!! Brilliant! Hope you both feel better soon. Seriously.
And Cher just kills me with her narcissism. Too funny.
MJ, I just love you. I'll pick some roses to cover your groin. And some for the house too.
XO
You know what's freaking me out? That every time I come here I'm monitored. You know the exact time I spend surfing. Okay, I think this is 2 minutes. Bye.
It was 2 minutes 38 seconds. Why would you think you are being monitored?
Just Bob...cuz he said so. (Read previous post). I just got off the phone with Bindi after over two hours and came back here. What?! I was still on your blog. That means technically I was here for over three hours. Not so. See! Your stats aren't correct my dear man. I was in Arkansas. ;) And yes Bob, he monitors us. Knows every single move we make. Christ, I'm now a paranoid bitch on top of everything else. I think I'm about to have a stroke. Can someone get me to the ER? Please.
XO
Too funny... thanks for the laugh!
You're welcome.
That took about 3 minutes to think about and compose, but I.V. can give you the exact time.
XO
suzanne-death by narcissism... nice! Even i didn't think of that.
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