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[Mar. 9th, 2009|02:48 am] |
Spring Forward, how I loathe thee. This morning, I awoke with bags under my eyes from a lack of beauty rest. Bags are only excusable when - oh who am I kidding, there's never an excuse.
Tiffany, if you heard someone break into your apartment this morning, it was me. I ran out of concealer and needed to borrow some of yours! You're a few shades darker than me, it turns out, but it was better than nothing. I would say that's fate's way of telling me it's time to go tanning. I've hardly been all winter.
( Danny ) |
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[Feb. 23rd, 2009|04:11 pm] |
It's only been three days since, and I miss Fashion Week already. :'( Bam! Sparkle! And it was gone in a flash of silk chiffon.
Whatever shall I do with myself now that I haven't any coked-up models in fabulous clothes to ogle?
( Danny ) |
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[Feb. 15th, 2009|12:54 am] |
ti's 2:00 and I've sobeered up enough to blog about my life. Dear God, what is wrong with me.
Busy busy busy weekend between Fashion Week and V-Day! Fashion week A++++ but Valentine's (not Vaginas) Day, ughhhh. I'm nto talking about the noticeable lack of big romantic gesutres. Believe it or not fellas, that happens to me everyy year. I'm just too much to handle oooooh yeah. No I'm talking about how I still eat my entire bodyu weight in chcolate even without a ~~~valentine of my very own~~~. Jesus Christ in a jockstrap, i am sooooo fucking obese. |
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[Feb. 8th, 2009|03:20 am] |
Heyyyy what's up? Why so quiet lately? That's not fun! No fun at all1 but me+ I'm fun! I'm so fun yedk. I had suhc a great night tonight yedk omg. I just wihs I hadn't danced with that one guyu who was kind fo fuggers and thought that i was gonna blow hin. yeeeeeah no. i should a go away when a I had the chan ce. w/e w/e it happened. shit happens.
EXEPT IN COMICS booya |
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[Jan. 9th, 2009|01:10 pm] |
God sendeth and giveth both mouth and meat.
I don't think Tusser meant it in the sense we have here, but appropriate, yes? |
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[Dec. 30th, 2008|10:30 pm] |
My friend Jerrell just got off of work for pretty much the first time since Christmas, and now he smells like Hollister. Yes, Hollister employs black men, but maybe they shouldn't because the store smells like fucking cotton, and I told him, a black man smelling like cotton is just wrong.
But at least the man got paid. Maybe that should be my New Year's resolution: get a legit job. Anyone else thought of theirs yet?
P.S. Fiffay, which party are we going to? Unless it's the one at Sleazy Pete's, I'd suggest you wear the dress over the bikini. It's much classier (so long as you get rid of the hard hat and shovels), and better for the weather. I'll match it with my gold tie~ |
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[Dec. 26th, 2008|03:50 pm] |
Eartha Kitt is dead, and the world shall never be the same. 2008 sucks balls, and not in the good way, either. Is it New Year's Yet? God.
Oh my god, that reminds me! Happy holidays, everyone, past, present and yet to come! I hope your Christmas was merry, your Festival of Lights was bright, I hope your Festivus was festive, I hope your New Year's will be brand new, I hope you boxed the hell out of Boxing Day, I hope you didn't eat ramen at Ramadan, and I hope your Kwanzaa is, well, whatever Kwanzaa is. Besides black, but saying "I hope your Kwanzaa is black" is kind of racist, isn't it? And I'm not a racist.
And all those other holidays I no doubt forgot? I hope they're happy. I hope they're happy too. |
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[Dec. 23rd, 2008|05:39 pm] |
My last piece of luggage finally came in today. I've been back in the country for almost a week, so it was about time. Jesus Christ. I should consider myself lucky I got five out of the six bags through Heathrow, but you'd think luggage that comes as a set would be easier to keep together, wouldn't it? Instead, one checkered bag goes off to Switzerland, while the rest come back with me to Newark.
It was the bag I'd stashed all my Christmas presents in, and now that they've come, I don't have to go out shopping for last-minute replacements today.
Oh well. |
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