Roommate Tiffany's last hurrah!
whiitethrash: oh my god whiitethrash: tiffany just got home whiitethrash: and goes in her room whiitethrash: and is like whiitethrash: sasha!! are you playing a trick! whiitethrash: and i’m like whiitethrash: what? whiitethrash: and she’s like whiitethrash: who put this lizard on my pillow!! whiitethrash: and i’m like, what lizard whiitethrash: and i go in her room and...
Roommate Tiffany: The End
Roommate Tiffany informed me last week, or perhaps even the week before, that she would be moving out before October. Her friend leased a house or some junk and Tiffany gets her own bathroom. That was the big seller. I guess I can’t really blame her after the tampon incident. But damn. I will miss her sillyness. Last weekend I asked her when she would be moving out. The conversation...
Recently, as in, last week, as in, like, Wednesday, I was searching craigslist for a job. Because I’ve been doing that every day since May (and I still don’t have one BTW). I stumbled across an ad (which is no longer up or I’d screen cap it for sure) asking for someone to assist in the “cleaning and training” of their carrier/racer/homing pigeons. No thanks!,...
THUNDERDOME! and possible final blog ever.
So, I’m packing as we speak to go to Seattle tonight. All this week people have been wishing me luck, saying heartfelt goodbyes, and saying they’re really going to miss me. My mom and sister even came down to visit on Thursday. And we all went to a meet and greet/fare well dinner with Emma, Kaitlin, and Mary. Katie and Emma called me on speaker phone last night to tell me they’re...
omg, did anyone know craigslist has a whole forum where people just post HAIKU poems???!!!! amazing!!! it’s on the bottom left side BTW. and it’s definitely worth your time. this was my favorite for the day!
also, here are some future WFI posts to be ready for, because right now they were totally really great ideas (tRGIs) but pretty soon they will become really really bad ideas (RRBIs), and then ultimately, the worst fucking ideas… •fucking with things that don’t belong to me but to someone else in the art department - and i hate her. •the reason i googled “racing...
I wrote about almost being peed on, so fuck you. I’m sorry my life isn’t as tragic as yours. I’m going to go make cheesecake and buy a digital camera. Also, edit my posts and I will send you anthrax in the mail.
WFI - sharing a blog with Gem who NEVER...
or is it, WFI - sharing a blog with LEWIS who contributes far too much!!! either way, i have a few things for today. THING NUMBER ONE we’ll start off with my bike!! it now looks like this…. and you might say spray painting my “pretty bike” a ghastly florescent orange, and not even limiting the paint to the frame but painting the tires/pedals/gears/spokes was the worst...
a night of brandi carlile: or, another reason why...
so last night i randomly decided to go to the brandi carlile show because i heard she’s pretty good. okay okay, i’ll admit it: i have been planning all month to go because i fucking love her albums. WHAT’S IT TO YA???? obviously i don’t feel that my owning every single juliana hatfield album (including imports and singles!!!), six jordana brewster movies, three kelly...
wfi BFI - buying a crummy bike off craigslist!
(i apologize for the weird format of this conversation, i was on ADIUM instead of AIM) whiitethrash: oh man are you ready for a great story roommatekirsten: YESSS whiitethrash: so i get there his only instructions were “from warner, make a left, two blocks a right, then a right, then a left, then the blue van is in the driveway” roommatekirsten: AHAHAHA did you find it?...
the best SPAM ever.
i hate SPAM. but that doesn’t mean i don’t go into my SPAM folder and read some of it. this one caught my attention, and in the end, i think it’s fabulous. i still haven’t clicked the link though. i don’t love spam THAT much.
roommate tiffany update!
whiitethrash: so this morning whiitethrash: i thought tiffany left her alarm on whiitethrash: cuz i heard this sound coming from her room for literally whiitethrash: a half hour whiitethrash: but it wasn’t too annoying cuz it just sounded like one of those nature clocks whiitethrash: that wakes you up like whiitethrash: “calmly” whiitethrash: it sounded like a rainstick....
responding to any of the following three would be a pretty bad idea, but the 3rd one specifically would be the WORST FUCKING IDEA. anyway… enjoy!! try not to throw up!! and this one isn’t a personals ad, but far too incredible to not post!
WFI: Peeing on other people.
So I went to a party last night. A bike messenger party. After a race. In 90 degree heat. I think everyone was delirious and drunk and wet with sweat. We went for a dance party, but there were other ideas in other minds. We arrive to the loft space and wait in a line 6 deep to pee in a bathroom with no toilet paper. Thank god for coffee filters! I’ve only been in a comparably grimy bathroom...
WFI = Changing Doctors
So my old doctor/pediatrician/my mother’s good friend had to go when i turned 22. well, she didn’t HAVE to by law or anything, but she had to for me to be sane. because in case you didn’t read what i just wrote she was a pediatrician and my mother’s good friend. And i was 22. and shouldn’t be hanging out in a waiting room with dinosaurs painted on the walls and a...
whiitethrash: are you really doing miss vietnam? vietnamese friend: i dont know vietnamese friend: haha vietnamese friend: did you find the website whiitethrash: no whiitethrash: but i am about to whiitethrash: and i want you to whiitethrash: so i can cheer you on whiitethrash: youd have to make me signs whiitethrash: in vietnamese whiitethrash: okay, here it is whiitethrash: and first of all...
"what the bloody hell is this!"
roommate kirsten’s dad is a cockneyed british man who enjoys reeboks, tank tops, and his bulldog tattoo. his name is john, but everyone calls him nigel because that’s what roommate kirsten calls him. he is also the landlord of this here house, so when all the showers and toilets backed up today, he was the one to come fix them. todays task involed a 100 foot rooter and about five...