so i don't know what to get my brother for his birthday. I was going to make him some soap with some cat feces in it, but i don't want to go to that much trouble...

Below is a story I wrote a long time ago. The scary part is, I don't know whether I was in high school or grade 4. My writing says grade 4, but I have a faint memory of being really mad at all the control my parents thrust upon me in high school, so that would explain the content. Whatever.

so I think my cat hates children. who really fucking cares. look at him:




he's a big old pile of fur and love. and he wants to be an actor someday, once his chin acne clears up.

ahoy,

So yesterday I came home and went through this box of old tapes. I found an unmarked one and put it in. It was Enya. Yes, it was one Enya song, taped over and over. And I don't even like Enya. And on the other side was the Cranberries song "Linger." Taped over and over...
If you knew me in high school, you would know that I fricking hate the effing Cranberries. So why would I have both the Cranberries and mother parkin' Enya on a tape from high school?

Smells like a case for ...

more Halloween photos...

Lindsay frickin' Lohan made an appearance...



and who says babies can't be sexy after all??






I received a perfect 10, along with a Gold medal, in the Scotch and Soda competition.

I like Halloween. I like dressing up as a communist mostly.