omgggggggyo the followup.

dude. effingggg awesome. this has to have been the best one of them all. the hilariousness started all the way back when gangz called me to see what time we should even go. it was just the most awkward phone call i've ever had. hahahahaha then in the car typing 36896 instead of 366. then we get there and sit in two chairs. then its silence and all you hear is "he got arrested ... so drunk ..." then the song about a group of monkeys. so inspring. then the guy squatting down. almost sitting on her lap. but instead he decided to knock the sugar over and switch coffee cups with another dude. "i think that ones yours..." then this guy looked familiar. then michael korb loved my shirt and i'm awesome and i rock. and i love him. then there was a cockroach crawling across the floor. then i thought i would have to get in a car and drive somewhere with someone and they took down a sign but then i was just a lard. and then i couldnt stop laughing the whole time and my face hurt like crazy and i thought i had dry socket so gangz said "open up, i'll look and see if it's red." the end.

omggggyo.

i'm so excitedddddd for tonight. going with gina (and my sister?) to cool beanz to see joe ady and michael korb at 8 and we made shirts and everythingg! but this will probably be the last show i can go to before i move =/

oh wellllllll. i just need to get out of this house. i've been sooo bored all drugged up on vicodin. the surgeon stole my wisdom teeth two days ago. heartless bastard. i havent eaten anything except applesauce, mashed potatoes, and chicken broth in two days and i have stitches in all four corners of my mouth. WHAT THE FRUIT YO!

navigation problems.

i love how lauren and i have lived here our entire lives and we can't get from michelle and kevin's house to grandma and grandpa's house ... and they live in the same town. we had to whip out the gps system.