last night erik and i met a man named sebastian who was a high school philosophy professor. originally from madrid, sebastian had a unique perspective on the history of drug culture in new york city. standing outside a posh art opening in williamsburg, sebastian smoked "a fine doobie" that he pulled out of his sock and related his experiences as a euro boy turned bad, boozing and using in the darkest allies and hippest clubs of new york city in the eighties. he also had an undercut. as we talked, he repeatedly offered me a hit of his joint. Knowing it wasn't wise to take drugs from strangers, I refused his offer, but may have reconsidered if you were there with me.
Jess, I was trying to channel you while looking at your friendster profile and you totally just texted me. Plus, my phone's on vibrate in my pocket. Do it again, egg roll.
Jess thinks I'm an old man...but I'm not as
old as Dinosaurs. If I was a dinosaur I think I
would be Tricerotops because 50% of the
time they beat Tyranosaurs. Jess would be
an Allosaur because they were weaker than
Tyranosaurs and probably just ate corpses
rather than actually slaying like a righteous
beast.
oh my god, hottness. you in your
sequined pasties, and me in my jane
fonda gear. the two of us combined has
the world begging for more, and we
always deliver.
i miss you. i'll come home soon.
we lost our minds in prague
i love you boo, never stop holding hands.
e.t.s.D!A!N!C!E!
old as Dinosaurs. If I was a dinosaur I think I
would be Tricerotops because 50% of the
time they beat Tyranosaurs. Jess would be
an Allosaur because they were weaker than
Tyranosaurs and probably just ate corpses
rather than actually slaying like a righteous
beast.
that. i don't mean it that way.
emits inexplicably large amounts of energy
sequined pasties, and me in my jane
fonda gear. the two of us combined has
the world begging for more, and we
always deliver.