ahhhhhhhhhhhhhahahahaa nice one

i saw it

ok

a) awesomes

b) can we turn owen wilson speech bubble into new random sign generator

oh well the answer to b is obviously yes

guys i hate life right now

i think i was nearly successful in inadvertantly drinking myself to death last night. chasing jameson with shots of jagermeister? really? and the bartender thought this was a good idea? what the fuck?

last night’s (and this morning’s) camping trip was textbook montana: climbed a bit yesterday evening, bonfire/beers/shenanigans on BLM land last night, plastic bottle skeet shooting with a 12 gauge for breakfast

Rode at least 25 miles today! Plus some, I’m sure, cos I got lost and cruised around Randall’s Island for a while.

Evan, that sounds very...diverting.

it was! i’m in a great mood

also I HAS A PACKAGE :D

A PACKAGE??

YES WIF A SHARK IN IT AND BOOKS AND BASICALLY THE BEST MUG EVER

I THOUGHT YOU MIGHT LIKE IT :D :D :D :D

Now you can practice making all the faces. And take pictures.

First i am going to drink TEA out of it

HELLO NEW BEST FRIEND

check this out

cute!!

blueeeeghrhadkfj

Also this:

Have you lot got access to Fever Tree Tonic water? Because Hendrickz and Fever tree is my new favourite G&T.

http://www.fever-tree.com/available.htm

that looks like a big fat negative

aw guys there was the CUTEST mouse running across the floor at the brickskeller tonight!

how did getting drunk happen for the third day in a row

gimme answers

srsly

we demand answers

how did getting drunk happen for the third day in a row

well that would have been friday for me. and it happened in spectacular fashion. saturday’s drunk was a strong come on, yesterday’s was run of the mill. but oh, confessional drunks, please stop confessing to me.

a) awesome picture

b) going to shoot myself brb

Resign

i think i AM going to boston now???

ok i’m definitely going to boston

Lose your blackberry in the Charles river, then dissapear into backwoods Maine to wrestle bears.

i don’t even have a blackberry yet!! how am i supposed to go to boston without a blackberry or a corporate card.

BOXCAR! HOBO STYLE!

they want me to come on sunday and then leave monday which means i get all the annoying shit of a conference and none of the drinking parts?? wtf.

NY I’m in ur area tomorrow

For that they should send you overnight on the amtrak in a sleeping car. At least you can then drink till the train leaves.

are we still not allowed to bring water bottles on planes or is that different now? i’ll bring a thermos of straight gin.

You have to strip off and be shabkled to get on a plane nowadays.

you can only bring 3.5 ounces of liquid on board a plane. and it has to be disguised as a toiletry.

I business class you can keep your underwear on and you get leather shackles.

well remind me never to fly business class then

fuck it i’m staying over here

i used to run into sally timms all the time last year outside the damen el stop.

next time you see her ask her to marry me

THIS IS STILL BLOWING MY MIND

OK! THIS PARTY IS OUT OF CONTROL

my dad burnt the toast this morning
i came to the kitchen and saw the cup of tea fall from his trembling hand
then he was crying among the fragments, piecing everything together
he said i was ungrateful
i had a bad night last night
it was hard to sleep
the air felt heavy
it was warm and dry for the first time in a long while
it made me think back and i got confused
dreams and memories came mixed up together
i saw a black crow fly against a pink sky
in a dark place amongst big statues, someone called you
they were wrapped in dirty bandages
you answered them in words i didn’t understand
you went to them in the shadows
this morning i’m not so hungry
somebody told me there’s people who live in their dreams
for them it’s life that isn’t real
i saw your skin again last night
it was clean and white
the smell was in my nose and my stomach was tight
i got sick then
my arms and my legs went numb
the worst thing was not the loss of my home
not the loss of my money
my legs, my eyes, they were no longer mine
my sex drew back into itself, tight and dry, closed up
i could not make my thoughts
i’m scared that there’s nowhere different
i crave solitude
my hopes and wishes recede
i only want not to be
there was a dark green tree in the corner
and some big yellow flowers in front of it
you kicked a ball over the fence
there’s got to be one breath after which there doesn’t come another