Monthly Archives: June 2006

Turns out I don’t even get hangovers. Awesome.

The wonderful thing about technology is how it seems to go to shit just when you need them to work most. What I mean is–my fucking phone died from complications due to alcoholism. The phone fell apart probably due to … Continue reading →

If I am telling you something. If I am explaining something that went on and how I feel–and I will admit that I am sort of nuts so when I am explaining something and expressing it there is a chance … Continue reading →

a rusted pillow: helloSabrinaC: how’re you today?a rusted pillow: It’s hot.SabrinaC: hot like right before the money shot–or like a volcano erupting?SabrinaC: which is sort of the same thing, right?a rusted pillow: There has been mini catastrophes all this week.a … Continue reading →

Last night I dreamt that I was a wedding planner. I woke up and was really excited about weddings and planning weddings. Then I realized it was only because I like getting really drunk at someone’s special event and exclaiming … Continue reading →

This weekend, I got pretty plastered on a homemade batch of Sangria and went on adventures through out Hollywood while my foot swelled up some more. I am getting pretty used to hobbling around like it is no big deal. … Continue reading →