May 2010
April 2010
All these punkass MacGruber posts attached with OMGs and LOLs. And then those posts where THEY. TYPE. LIKE. THIS. in regards to how rad that movie is gonna be or is. Wasn’t funny on SNL and it’s not gonna be funny in the movie theatres.
The Rolling Stones - No Expectations
Never skip this song.
Take me to the station
And put me on a train
I’ve got no expectations
To pass through here again
Once I was a rich man and
Now I am so poor
But never in my sweet short life
Have I felt like this before
You heart is like a diamond
You throw your pearls at swine
And as I watch you leaving me
You pack my peace of mind
I’ve been meaning to hit up the Slauson Swapmeet for a while to go in there and check out some deals on some kicks and some gear but I ain’t trying to go there now if it means I’m finsta get my “whig split.” If I remember correctly, the last purchase I did there was probably my Ken Griffey Jr. Nikes. So you know that was a looooong time ago. My sister met her baby daddy when she worked here a long time ago. This is a horrible tour by the way.
“You know what I’m sayin?” count: I lost count after the 87th one.
- My dad talking to my mom about her birthday while hugging her.
- My dad: Eso es lo que le digo, entra mas viejita, mas buenota.
- My mom: laughing
- Me: Como el vino verdad dad? Entra mas viejita, es mas mejor.
- My dad: Por su puesto. Hasta mas sabrosa.
- My mom: blushing
I just said this to myself in my head: “Let me herbir some agua.”
New Sade > New Erykah Badu