Courtesy of Will Malmo
Don't cut your hair like Justin Bieber. Not ONE TIME.
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da hora
Saturday, May 29, 2010
My mom is getting married today. I'm thrilled for her. My hair is done, my nails are painted, and now I'm in my aunts basement watching rap videos with my cousins to pass the time.
I have to make a speech. I hope I don't get shaky hands and red face and dry mouth. I hope I don't fart. Or let a few profanities slip.
But hey, it ain't about me. Congrats ma, you'll be a radiant bride. Enjoy every single moment.
Back to Ludacris.
I have to make a speech. I hope I don't get shaky hands and red face and dry mouth. I hope I don't fart. Or let a few profanities slip.
But hey, it ain't about me. Congrats ma, you'll be a radiant bride. Enjoy every single moment.
Back to Ludacris.
Friday, May 28, 2010
Calling It
Called It
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Today's Advice
I'm preparing to leave for another summer in the bush. I tackle a shit ton of hardships out there in that hell, so I'll share some advice through out the summer. Let me make the mistakes for you. But pre-bush, here's some post-Chicago advice.
Don't fucking eat pizza for four days in a row leading up to a trip to Chicago you fucking idiot. Pizza Pizza pizza? Pizza with fresh basil from that hippy place? I don't give a shit. Don't do it. It's Chicago.
Don't fucking eat pizza for four days in a row leading up to a trip to Chicago you fucking idiot. Pizza Pizza pizza? Pizza with fresh basil from that hippy place? I don't give a shit. Don't do it. It's Chicago.
Normal Girls
It has been some time since my last post. Sorry to my three readers.
Today's topic- Do normal girls do this?
A Collection of Questions Mag and Jess Ask Each Other Most Everyday
Do normal girls....
1) Wake up covered in bruises?
2) Change spots on the subway to sit closer to the crazy lady in an unclasped body suit, sliding around on newspaper?
3) Take great pleasure in making fake fighting noises? (Waaa poow)
4) Spend most of their time in Ikea spinning in twirly chairs, clutching stuffed animals?
5) Build forts that stay up for monthes. In the living room.
6) Take secret remedies.
7) Have no interest in guys unless they live ten billion miles away?
8) Take baths fully clothed.
9) Demand triple cheese on pizza, scream into establishments at 3am asking if they have re-fried beans, and dip cold cheese into melted?
10) Watch the original Pippy Longstockings videos to cure hangovers before going to weddings.
11) Have the capacity to teach us strange girls to be more like them?
Only if they have a good block shot.
Today's topic- Do normal girls do this?
A Collection of Questions Mag and Jess Ask Each Other Most Everyday
Do normal girls....
1) Wake up covered in bruises?
2) Change spots on the subway to sit closer to the crazy lady in an unclasped body suit, sliding around on newspaper?
3) Take great pleasure in making fake fighting noises? (Waaa poow)
4) Spend most of their time in Ikea spinning in twirly chairs, clutching stuffed animals?
5) Build forts that stay up for monthes. In the living room.
6) Take secret remedies.
7) Have no interest in guys unless they live ten billion miles away?
8) Take baths fully clothed.
9) Demand triple cheese on pizza, scream into establishments at 3am asking if they have re-fried beans, and dip cold cheese into melted?
10) Watch the original Pippy Longstockings videos to cure hangovers before going to weddings.
11) Have the capacity to teach us strange girls to be more like them?
Only if they have a good block shot.
Monday, May 10, 2010
Friday, May 7, 2010
Monday, May 3, 2010
Felix James
My sister is in the midst of giving birth. As I wait for the phone call that confirms my nephews entrance into this world, Jess and I sit on my mom's back porch. The sun is bright, and a small black cat with wondrous green eyes lies between us. My home town smells of spring and the sounds of mowers and slowly passing cars fill our ears as we turn the pages of our books. We wait. This day is simple, and yet this profound anticipation fills every moment silently. We've done nothing, but I'll always be able to recall for this little guy every detail of what the day he came to be was like. Come quick little one. You wouldn't believe how many people love you already. We can feel you in the quiet breeze.
And we wait.
And we wait.
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