Soundtrack: "Nutz on Ya Chin" - Eazy E



Shalom!



I mean: Shalom, mon! (Heh heh, I tried to convince Rosemary that the sign she's throwing is the
sign for Jews cuz it's like two triangles making a Star of David. Man, we were high.)



Rosie and Gilbert



Hey look! It's my exciting new friend Jesse! Well... not so new anymore, but still plenty darn exciting.



Eight years of modern dance much?



See the shit I get doing the door at Smiths night? Bitches are flipping me off all night.



After my door duty was over, I slow-danced with Dan to that Jive Bombers' song "Bad Boy" that I
love so much, and at the end of the song, he dipped me really fast and accidentally cracked my fuckin
skull against the corner of the wall! I still have a lump! He felt pretty bad.



Kathy feels my pain.



Oh my god, it's Po! She's been away, struggling with a severe case of halitosis of the mind, but now
she's back! Don't ever leave me again! Never, ever, neeeever, neva neva nev!



And finally, some tragic news. My 3-year-old first-generation ipod finally kicked the bucket. My
dad is an electronics genius (he once built a computer, like all the chips and circuit boards and shit,
inside a file cabinet drawer--for fun) and he tried to fix it, but it was no good. R.I.P. my ipod.


Thanks for the freakfest!