Tacos and Encino Man.
This is my day.
PS: Encino Man isn't very accurate. I'm pretty sure they took some liberties with pre-historic man. And history. And biology. And law. And the fact that Pauly Shore is in high school.
PPS: IJ has been down all day and it's driving me crazy.
EDIT: From Lara on the teaching of certain impossible tasks: "Except that would be trying to beat a brick wall with a dead horse."
People are trapped in history and history is trapped in them.
James Baldwin; Stranger in the Village.
Circe: Can you imagine what it would be like if you had a ninja up your bum?
Raen: It'd be like buttsex with Tim!
She was wearing a pair of my pajamas with the sleeves rolled up. When she laughed I wanted her again. A minute later she asked me if I loved her. I told her it didn't mean anything but that I didn't think so. She looked sad. But as we were fixing lunch, and for no apparent reason, she laughed in such a way that I kissed her.
'The Stranger' by Albert Camus
Raen: "Oh My GOD! Your mum has ENORMOUS HOOTERS!!"
Thus said when we were playing random- undrunken- 'the next picture I click is your mum!' game. I wouldn't have put this note but Raen goes 'nooo! your parents READ THIS!! Don't sully my good name!!'
ETA: Raen: "Now do my mum!"
When did it get to the point when 4 ciders sent me off the deep end?
that's fucked up, dude.
I say dude alot.
someone's behind me. WAA!!!!!!!11eleven!! *bends*
Tim: Dude, ITS THE END OF THE WORLD!!!!!
Des: Ummm, lost my thoughts because boys are poos. Dammit.
Hey Ali! you have glasses.
Ali: Yes. No eyeballs. Glass good.
Des: I'm not as drunk as I play it up.
Even if my me is all woooooobly.
Tim: I wonder if this counts as a livejournal binge?
Des: mmmm, binge. I'm lj-bulemic. (how do you spell that? fuck.)
Okay, i'm done now.