Right now, for example, the Hatians want to come to America.

Motherfuck, I have a headache. My temples are going to explode. It was that goddamn lady on the phone from North Carolina and her goddamn southern, sweet tea, sacharrine accent. THANKS A LOT, LADY - YOU TWAT.

So I totally stayed out way too late at Pesos last night. Some weird asshole followed me in and I had to hide in the bafroom during my favorite not so new song that gets played at bars played (no clouds in mah stonnnnnezzz!). Matt started delivering shots of Patron to my hand and somehow I ended up with Sarah's steam cleaner in my back seat. lol. Steam cleaner in my back seat. That's funny.

Thank the sweet mother of christ that tomorrow is Friday. I love Friday!

I did this at Target one day. I thought all the back to school shoppers would appreciate my artwork.

This is my favorite Dolce & Gabbana shirt.

Alright I should like, go home and stuff.