Thursday, June 29, 2006

waste not, want not.

last night's activities:
leave work an hour late.
go shopping till the stores close.
come home exhausted.
check mail. -- it's at this point where i realized i must get a capital one card application and a victoria's secret catalog at least every-other day. not to mention the flyers i get for stores that are outside of a ten mile radius. if the store has their own address, and my address, one would think that they should save money and only send out to local customers.

in the past i've been able to come up with a use for old magazines, used corrugated cardboard, fabric samples, extra plots, various packaging material, and used flip-flops (looong story). so then why am i having such a brain fart with what to do with all this crappy junk mail printed on non recyclable paper?!

so seriously, to all you advertising and marketing folks out there--save a tree and spam my email.

funny how messica and i are on the same wavelength today.

Sunday, June 11, 2006

ur nuts... oh yeah, what about 'em?

we laugh at things only five-year-olds and frat boys laugh at... like nut jokes. hahahha.

-will my nuts fit in here?
-hey be gentle with my nuts!
-mmm, salty nuts.
-i like to keep my nuts in a plastic box.

-keep an eye out for nuts, oh look there's one (pointing to jess)
-really, where?! (looking around) ohh, (punch) damn you!

-oooh it's warm!
-of course it is, that's what happens when you have grinding blades chopping up your--nuts! (that poor cashier at wild oats)

afternoon ends, evening begins. i love how we were going out for one drink and finfished a bottle of rum before we left the house. nice job team. i'm blaming this all on gabe. video to be uplaoded when i figure that shit out.

it all started with the ambliance ride heard 'round the apartment...

then jess and i realized it was our anniversary of the first night we went out together... and slept together. i'm a slut. but so are yoooooooouu! ok so my poor typing skills just had me write yooooy, and i find that funny.

c'mon slut, let's get out of bed.
chhhhhhooooookay.