tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55816402011-07-26T23:55:54.399-04:00would you recognize it?...if it jumped up, and bit you on the ass?luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.comBlogger1331100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1139858301529154542006-02-13T14:10:00.000-05:002006-02-13T14:18:21.596-05:00the jackrabbit strikes again.so, over the past 2 years i've occasionally noticed my neighbor having sex. usually, it's just a faint banging against the wall. he must have a headboard on his bed, and the thing will bang on the wall like a fucking metronome. honestly, he's so regular with this thrusts. but it's always just banging, and then the banging will get a little more rapid and louder. luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1136318757047683722006-01-03T15:03:00.000-05:002006-01-03T15:05:57.046-05:00happy new year, bitches.yee fucking haw! as much as i think it's retarded that moe. doesn't play anything right at midnight, i won't complain as long as al. gives me a bottle of champagne every year.luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1136318354019998502006-01-03T14:48:00.000-05:002006-01-03T14:59:14.030-05:00save the bluths.please please please tell me you all (does anyone even read this anymore?) watched arrested development last night. how can this show be cancelled? it is so fucking funny that it's almost hard to believe it can exist. bob loblaw's law blog? fucking ingenious.in other news, i am fighting the impending wook. seems like everyone that i was with in ashevegas is getting sick, but luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1135097604244527072005-12-20T11:42:00.000-05:002005-12-20T11:53:24.256-05:00how to make money without working.when i was out in california on moe. tour this past april, lynnja reminded me of a conversation we once had. basically, we were having a brainstorming session, trying to figure out how we could possibly not work and yet have enough money to go on tour whenever and wherever we wanted. the obvious answer is to find some sort of sugar daddy, but that's so trite luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1129578856943738252005-10-17T15:44:00.000-04:002005-10-17T15:54:19.040-04:00almost 20 years later, and joe elliott is still hot as hell. no wonder i loved the song "excitable" when i was 9. i had no idea what the lyrics meant, but i knew the song made me feel excited about whatever it was that i would do with joe elliott if i ever met him.luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1129298471891330072005-10-14T09:33:00.000-04:002005-10-14T10:35:29.286-04:00def fucking leppard!!!the year was 1987. i was 8 years old, and already completely obsessed with music. my first 45s were "let's get physical" by olivia newton john and the theme song to "greatest american hero". my first album was bon jovi's "slippery when wet" in 1986. that was huge, but not as huge as what was to come the following year.i was constantly watching mtv. i actually owned a "luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1124817893644157932005-08-23T13:16:00.000-04:002005-08-23T14:50:36.753-04:00metatarsal stress fracture.What is Metatarsal Stress Fracture?There are five metatarsal bones, each of which travels out to a toe in the foot. The metatarsals connect with the tarsal bones in the hindfoot (rear of the foot) and the phalanges (toes) in the front of the foot. There are several kinds of metatarsal fracture, including stress fractures as well as more acute, and possibly multiple luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1124304895295923742005-08-17T14:24:00.000-04:002005-08-17T15:34:11.770-04:00seriously, what the fuck is a holla back girl?personally, i've never liked gwen stefani. yes, even way back in the day when she was mildly cool (circa 1994). she just gets on my nerves. and with each passing year, she becomes more and more retarded. the first time i heard "if i was a rich girl" i gagged. literally gagged. i didn't think it could possibly get worse.i ain't no holla back girlluvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1123775436148193272005-08-11T11:46:00.000-04:002005-08-11T11:50:36.146-04:00love me, jeffrey.no, you're not going crazy. or "tripping face". i've decided that in order to rekindle my love affair with my blog, it was time for a change. so, behold my new template. i love it bunches.that and when i changed something on my last template, i effed something up and i couldn't figure out how to fix it.luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1123767395871732342005-08-11T09:34:00.000-04:002005-08-11T13:17:59.606-04:00warm and fuzzy.wow. people from the phillipines are really nice. this wonderful person just wrote to me on friendster. he really knows how to sweet talk...hi, i'm rowdy roddy piper* from manila philippines,,iwant u 2 be my friend although i'm here..can i get your fucking e-mail...,,,,pls,.,, its my 1st time 2 have freind outside my coun3..,,, *name changed to protect the innocentluvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1123616514334742402005-08-09T15:34:00.000-04:002005-08-09T15:42:18.956-04:00keep on truckin, fat man.first, my sincere apologies. my life has simply been less than thrilling the past 2 months, and therefore i was empty when it came to writing. i'll try to be more interesting in my real life, so that my interweb life will follow suit.i have to admit...10 years ago today i didn't appreciate the death of jerry garcia. i was 16 and heavily into pearl jam and live. i had luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1118253388584689402005-06-08T13:50:00.000-04:002005-06-08T13:56:28.593-04:00the beatles and my muse status.first off, what the eff is wrong with you people? i know at least 3 of you are huge beatles fans. i finally sit down, contemplate for hours and bare my soul, and not one comment on my top ten beatles songs list? i even told 2 of you in person about the list, and yet nothing. thanks.secondly, how flippin cool is this? when i was on moe. tour out in california, iluvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1115923731084796312005-05-12T14:46:00.000-04:002005-05-12T14:48:51.103-04:00so....this sounds legit, right?i just got this email. it's totally real, no? i mean, i know those god-damn nigerians have been trying to fuck me for a while now. thank god for the creation of that 7-man committee.-----------------Sir/Madam, This is to notify you that your case was presented to us and was deliberated upon Last Monday during the on going National Economic Summit of the Federal luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1115130767907647812005-05-03T10:27:00.000-04:002005-05-03T10:32:47.910-04:00i heart god fearing peoples.speechless. crying. difficulty breathing. see for yourself, this "proposal for long term friendship" i just got on friendster:----------------------------------------------------HiHope u r fine as I m here now. while surfing Ifind you and as I like u, I could not preventmyself to propose you for long term friendship. Iwould really love a sober friendship.About me ; luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1114392498784441372005-04-24T21:18:00.000-04:002005-04-24T21:28:18.786-04:00finally! my top ten.okay, many many months ago i was going to sit down and try to come up with my top ten favorite beatles songs. if you didn't already know, i am a self-declared beatlemaniac, and when people ask me my favorite beatles song, i usually just laugh. i've never had a favorite. it's far too difficult, and it changes almost daily.however, while drying my hair just now i was luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1112381079068851402005-04-01T13:39:00.000-05:002005-04-01T13:51:35.586-05:00i'm gonna have to call albany...my friend bill told me that over the weekend, he was frantically trying to call me because he was witnessing a fantastic moment (but he didn't have my number in his new phone). anyway, he was at the bank of america in harvard square. it's a pretty large branch, and there were a lot of people in line, so some guy came out and was seeing if there were simple thingsluvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1111967800775408462005-03-27T18:53:00.000-05:002005-03-27T18:56:40.776-05:00it's like crack...for your brain.my friend melissa posted a link to the "best riddle on the interweb". so, of course i had to check it out. now, my friends, i'm addicted. i need help. i'm trying to watch the kentucky / michigan state basketball game right now, but i can't pull myself away from my computer.so please, i know a few of you would really love this thing. start working on it, and luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1111762697263686012005-03-25T09:55:00.000-05:002005-03-25T09:58:17.263-05:002 effing weeks!that's it. just 2 weeks till i'm on a plane headed to san frantastic. spending over a week with my lovely little lynniepants. 3 days in tahoe. days and nights filled with huge stacks of chips at the black jack table and a never ending supply of free caucasians. throw in a little moe., and i am one happy girl.i'm almost there lynnie. so...close...luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1110395888184645272005-03-09T14:12:00.000-05:002005-03-09T14:23:34.443-05:00i'm a retard. confirmed.so, for the past, oh i don't know, 10 years of my life i was convinced that they had stopped making peanut butter twix. i remember the exact place i was when i came to this realization, too. i was in 7-11 and i was in high school. i went to the candy aisle, and saw a bunch of twix on display. so i thought to myself, "ooo, i haven't had a peanut butter twix in a long luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1109607711460914722005-02-28T11:18:00.000-05:002005-02-28T11:21:51.463-05:00could this bee any funnier?i hate bees. like, hate them. ask anyone who's ever seen me outside during the summer. i freak the eff out. mainly because the last time i was stung, i got hives all over and my throat closed up a little. granted, i was ~10 and my mom doesn't remember this, but i do. and i'm scared.anyway, i just got this email from some guy thru match.com. it's the first one luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1108477881088323722005-02-15T09:27:00.000-05:002005-02-15T09:31:21.090-05:00hummers, right?i had an incredible weekend. so so so much fun. saw moe. 3 nights in a row, with the second night being my 50th! got a shout out from al. before the encore.i also got to hang out with al. in our hotel. i was wearing my jammy pants. at one point, my friend billyray asked him why he was roaming the halls alone before we found him, to which he replied, "same as you, billyray. luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1107442339936831892005-02-03T09:42:00.000-05:002005-02-03T09:52:19.936-05:00nice beaver!
every morning i wake up, get ready for work, and head out the door. i stop in herrell's to grab a cup of coffee, and then walk across the street to wait for the 57 bus that will take me to kenmore square. as usual, i got onto the bus, and there were no more seats. so, i walk to the back and stand facing the rear door.
as we travel down brighton ave, and thru packard's corner, i luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1107267223009683202005-02-01T09:09:00.000-05:002005-02-01T09:14:28.820-05:00people of zee wurld, relax!
okay, br!an is not on top anymore. that's my position anyway.
sorry i haven't written. things have been a little hectic. my grandpa died last monday, so i went home to jersey wednesday morning and just got back to boston sunday night. before that, i was just lazy.
i still don't really have much to say, but i had to break br!an's little bubble. "but amy...we'dluvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1105030300597999702005-01-06T11:49:00.000-05:002005-01-06T11:51:40.596-05:00this one goes out to br!an
i just saw your comment on mair's blog, and got all teary-eyed. it's been too long since i've seen you. can you please get your ass up to boston next weekend? please? for my birthday party?
*sniff*
luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1104854126876108052005-01-04T10:52:00.000-05:002005-01-04T10:59:04.966-05:00over the hill...
i'm now officially old. and i STILL haven't received any flowers, ahren.
how do awesome rockstar-esque people like me celebrate their birthday? by eating sushi on their couch and chilling with their cat, that's how. oh, and buying an usher cd and brit brit's best of. yes, i'm filth and i love it.luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1103573784140864642004-12-20T15:14:00.000-05:002004-12-20T15:16:24.140-05:00happy birfday jebus.
it's almost his big day! help him figure out what to wear. and help yourself to a little holiday cheer!
he looks cute as an elf!luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1102708809351106762004-12-10T14:55:00.000-05:002004-12-10T15:00:09.350-05:00he really exists!
i was on the bus this morning, listening to "wings greatest" on my cd player and casually reading the metro. i see a picture of an older, somewhat hippie looking guy. short hair, but big bushy beard. he looks kind of sad. so i read the article:
traffic stop ends up being coke bust
manchester, NH. a routine traffic stop led police to 630 bags of cocaine in a pickup and a luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1102001693406838482004-12-02T10:34:00.000-05:002004-12-02T10:47:06.030-05:00i love you, chunk.
so, i took this quiz on br!an's blog, and wasn't going to post about it. but then i saw my results, and how could i not share?
you wanna know why i live in my jammy pants? 94 % people. 94%.luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1101936991741217252004-12-02T10:30:00.000-05:002004-12-02T10:46:03.976-05:00 You scored as Sloth. Sloth94%Pride75%Wrath62%Lust50%Greed25%Envy19%Gluttony19%Seven deadly sinscreated with QuizFarm.comluvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1100803729498689952004-11-18T13:46:00.000-05:002004-11-18T13:48:49.496-05:00warning.
today at lunch, while i was eating my 5 point weight watchers meal, i decided to also have a bag of cheetos. makes sense, no? anyway, as i'm eating the cheetos, i look on the front of the bag. know what it says? "dangerously cheesy". what the fuck does that mean?
please post your interpretations in the comments section. thank you in advance.luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1100628117117841072004-11-16T13:58:00.000-05:002004-11-16T13:01:57.116-05:00what happens in vegas....
...is prolly gonna get us arrested. but that's fine. i just got my ticket from the hot ups man. i can't wait! i can't believe me, b, mere, emilie, and becca will all be in the same place at the same time. and that that place is fucking vegas.
and then there's lynnja. dear, sweet, heroin poptart lynnja. oh, how i love thee. all i can say is...bring your movie luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1100628930604812682004-11-16T13:14:00.000-05:002004-11-16T13:15:30.606-05:00new strongbad email!
go check out "virus". right now. i'm still crying from laughing.luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1100531663358497502004-11-15T10:13:00.000-05:002004-11-15T10:14:23.356-05:00who made out like they were back at a high school dance this weekend?luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1100106211469166102004-11-10T11:57:00.000-05:002004-11-10T12:03:31.470-05:00what a lovely day...for me to kill someone.
i'm having one of those days. where i hate everyone. i can feel the tension building up in my jaw. or maybe that's just what happens when you bite on a pen so hard that you almost bite all the way thru it.
give me 15 more minutes and i'll have it in two pieces.
seriously though. i'm so full of angst right now. and i don't know why. i do know luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1100011569655937872004-11-09T09:39:00.000-05:002004-11-09T09:46:09.656-05:00why do you hate me?
for some reason, my blog has decided to stop updating how many comments are in each comment thingie. is this happening to anyone else? par example, ilya commented on my post about harold and maude, yet it says "comments (0)". i hate you, blogger.
on a different note, i had a very exciting thought on my way to work. lately, i've felt pretty dull. i really don't have any luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1099941184457226262004-11-08T14:11:00.000-05:002004-11-08T14:13:04.456-05:00wow. lot of action.
i finally took down the old poll and put up a new one. as for the last:
the lovable furry grover won! which is good, since he's my favorite. grover was followed closely by cookie monster, and then the count. and one of you voted for elmo. i wanna know who you are. right now. post a comment. fess up, you pussy.luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1099929421819710812004-11-08T10:54:00.000-05:002004-11-08T10:57:01.820-05:00i've killed myself approximately 15 times.
b and i had a lazy saturday. started with brunch at 1. then we went to the mall. then came home and did nothing. then i went over his place, picking up sesame chicken from super 88 on the way. then i found a vhs copy of "harold and maude" in his living room. i've been dying to see it, and he hadn't seen it either. so we watch. and laugh. and luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1099069694998532322004-10-29T13:06:00.000-04:002004-10-29T13:08:14.996-04:00i don't effing believe it.
i just got this in an email from kells:
"so are you so excited about the sox? are you going to the parade tomorrow? i was at the law school halloween party last night at gypsy (formerly known as pravda), and Mark Bellhorn and Ellis Burkes were there. I got my picture taken with Mark Bellhorn before he went and made out with several of my law school classmates."
WHAT?luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1098938244760564942004-10-28T00:37:00.001-04:002004-10-28T00:37:24.760-04:00was it because of this.... luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1098938224042577922004-10-28T00:37:00.000-04:002004-10-28T00:37:04.043-04:00...that this happened? luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1098339976069993972004-10-21T02:26:00.000-04:002004-10-21T02:26:16.070-04:00the view on brighton ave. luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1098339919143239932004-10-21T02:25:00.000-04:002004-10-21T02:25:19.143-04:00GO SOX!!!!! luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1098339856188453672004-10-21T02:24:00.000-04:002004-10-21T02:24:16.186-04:00"it's crazy. houses are on fire. babies are dying..." luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1098339330119917272004-10-21T02:15:00.000-04:002004-10-21T02:15:30.120-04:00in summary... luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1098207477958065482004-10-19T13:34:00.000-04:002004-10-19T13:37:57.960-04:00hooray for october!
october is by far my favorite month of the year. the temperature is perfect, it's gorgeous outside, the leaves are all changing color, i get to wear sweaters without needing huge bulky coats. and the month culminates with halloween! how could it possibly be better?
well, i could be getting some ass. that would make it better. did i mention october also makes me luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1096568271289973362004-09-30T13:59:00.000-04:002004-09-30T14:17:51.290-04:00this morning's dream
the part i remember goes like this:
i'm walking thru a supermarket, but towards the back. you used to be able to walk from the back of the store into another store that sold clothes. only i notice that the stores must have merged, because the separation is gone, and now the supermarket sells clothing. but, there are only a few racks, and each rack has like 3 or 4 luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1096565003340330472004-09-30T13:19:00.000-04:002004-09-30T13:23:23.340-04:00i'm switching to porn.
seriously. when i think about it, it just makes so much more sense. my job is kind of boring, kind of annoying, fun at times, but in general not completely satisfying. so, why not get into porn? i feel there's much more of a chance of feeling "satisfied from my job" in that industry, as opposed to biotech.
and, when you have a rough week and tell your friend, "damn,luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1096308053074266502004-09-27T13:54:00.000-04:002004-09-27T14:00:53.076-04:00(.....alright.....)
why do some people feel the need to talk constantly? even when no one's in the near vicinity? i work with this woman, who at all times while walking around will quietly say under her breath "...alright..." and kind of accentuate the t at the end. "ttttt...." it drives me fucking insane.
look, please understand that it is perfectly acceptable to sometimes just be luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1095988975976140852004-09-23T21:22:00.000-04:002004-09-23T21:24:59.996-04:00hey lynnie...remember our flight to go see moe. in dc?
fun on airplanes. change the word "meditation" to "vampires". luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1095988678762932912004-09-23T21:17:00.000-04:002004-09-23T21:21:06.246-04:00please hammer, don't hurt em.
i got an email from my friend mike at work. no subject line. no content. but this was attached. check out his shoes. luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1095869877044393112004-09-22T13:15:00.000-04:002004-09-22T12:59:29.820-04:00those are some effing sexy feet.
i haven't gotten funny emails from match.com in a while, so this one caught me off guard:
"Hi there cutie! I liked your profile a lot and would like to get to know you better. Do you have pretty feet by any chance? Do you wear toe rings and/or anklets? Yes, I have a fetish. Please reply if interested and would like to chat."
the weird part is...i've been told luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1095343734919257712004-09-16T10:00:00.000-04:002004-09-16T10:08:54.920-04:00*sigh*
i'm an asshole. it's been a month since i've written. my adoring fans must be starved by now. my sincerest apologies.
the summer has offically come to an end, as it does every year, by way of the moe.down. this was the best year yet, musically. but by far was the best year because of my friends. thank you all for coming with me. i had such a great time. i'll go into more detail luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1092757002825093152004-08-17T11:34:00.000-04:002004-08-17T11:36:42.826-04:00this is exactly what happened in coventry
i'll write my story soon. for now, this should sum it all up:
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Phish Retires; U.S. Employment Figures Plummet
Written by Warren Bloom
(caption under a picture) Crowd at Phish's final festival enjoy their last day outside of social reality.(end caption)
60,000 new job seekers luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1092165685027536402004-08-10T15:21:00.000-04:002004-08-10T15:22:02.593-04:00
Category X - The
Changeling
Witty, amusing and a bit weird, you're welcomed
into most social groups, even though you don't
'fit in' perfectly .
What Type of Social Entity are You?
brought to you by
luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1092074022149761372004-08-09T13:50:00.000-04:002004-08-09T13:53:42.150-04:00would you like to touch my testicles?
i've heard for months now about how funny this "da ali g. show" was, but for some reason i was against watching it. however, this past friday night, aparna and i were sitting on my couch, looking at what i had on demand. she sees da ali g. show and says, "oh, let's watch that." she explained what actually happens on the show, and it sounded funny, so we luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1091479970972668932004-08-02T16:49:00.000-04:002004-08-02T16:52:50.973-04:00oh, it's on.
i got to work this morning, after having off last week for the DNC, and there it was. that beautiful fedex envelope on my desk. containing one face value coventry ticket. cue smile from ear to ear.
i can't believe it's next week already. ohmygodohmygodohmygod. thank you, beaner. you are a very nice guy.luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1089657529441036812004-07-12T14:36:00.000-04:002004-07-12T14:39:43.626-04:00roark is a god.
and apparently, almost all of you prefer him to galt. the fountainhead won the last poll, which went on for far too long, i admit. only 3 votes for atlas shrugged, which makes me sad, since i was one of them. although, i just finished re-reading the fountainhead, and i admit, it was MUCH better the second time thru. so, i don't hate you all for voting for it.
however, the 4 luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1089649493281054262004-07-12T12:22:00.000-04:002004-07-12T12:24:53.280-04:00all roads lead to ... connecticut?
all i wanna know is...where the hell do they grow mushrooms that last for 3 days?!?!
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Police: Hallucinating student went on stolen-car joyride
July 10, 2004, 1:31 PM EDT
CANAAN, Conn. -- A Delaware college student ate a bag of hallucinogenic mushrooms and drove around in a pair of stolen cars before arriving, confused, on luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1089396113166690092004-07-09T13:57:00.000-04:002004-07-09T14:01:53.166-04:00but...congress seems to think trey is good?
that's right. yesterday, congress offered a tribute to phish. they wouldn't do something like this for a terrorist, would they? and from this tribute, it's very obvious that mr. leahy is a die-hard "phan", who always stands page o'connell side:
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Mr. LEAHY. Mr. President, on August 15 in Coventry, VT, a luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1089394735824367252004-07-09T13:36:00.000-04:002004-07-09T13:38:55.823-04:00omg. trey is a terrorist.
how did i not realize this before? i've sung golgi apparatus so many times, yet i just didn't make the connection! now it's sooooo obvs.
trey wants to kill me.
luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1089378620725630312004-07-09T09:09:00.000-04:002004-07-09T09:10:20.726-04:00because liberals are hotter
eff the voteluvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1089293988470317922004-07-08T09:33:00.000-04:002004-07-08T09:39:48.470-04:00they are the fucking rake.
last night, bernard and i went to see fahrenheit 9/11 at the boston commons theater. there was a decently large crowd outside, which i assumed was just a bunch of people that just got out of a movie. maybe it was, maybe not. why not? well, because, as i read and saw on the front page of the metro (journalism truly at it's finest)...
(caption under the picture) "luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1089261320840616622004-07-08T00:34:00.000-04:002004-07-08T00:35:20.840-04:00fuck for forest!
omg. i love hippies.luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1089259975506518632004-07-08T00:11:00.000-04:002004-07-08T00:12:55.506-04:00wow.
seriously. please please please go see fahrenheit 9/11. regardless of whether you like bush or not. it's something that needs to be seen. luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1089259801510735962004-07-08T00:10:00.000-04:002004-07-08T00:11:29.450-04:00david cross and moby. two of my most favorite people. i've been waiting years to see this. now, if only al. had been there... luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1088696173078738592004-07-01T11:31:00.000-04:002004-07-01T13:14:08.403-04:00who wants some more margs?
i'm going home tomorrow. we're having a graduation party for my little brother. you're all invited. and i highly recommend that you come. just a head's up on what's going down:
dad's getting a keg. it's not for my brother and his friends. it's for the adults.
mom called me yesterday:
"guess what i'm making for jer's party." "um, i don't know." "a bucket of luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1088690169982666612004-07-01T09:53:00.000-04:002004-07-02T09:50:29.703-04:00You are a WEDL--Wacky Emotional Destructive Leader.
thanks to br!an, i now have an explanation of my personality:
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You are a WEDL--Wacky Emotional Destructive Leader. This makes you an anarchist. You don't give a damn. When push comes to shove, you just forget about it--it's just not worth the heartache. What this means for others is that dealingluvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1088180749956615862004-06-25T12:24:00.000-04:002004-06-25T12:25:49.956-04:00camp onawana, we hold you in our hearts.
i don't know if that's actually how you spell the name of the camp, but...
You are SALUTE YOUR SHORTS. You are a wangsta whoknows business. You have fun in the sun andknow how to have a good laugh.
Which old school Nickelodeon show are you? brought to you by Quizilla
seriously, i think i'm just gonna take stupid quizzes all day.luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1088179036635466572004-06-25T11:56:00.000-04:002004-06-25T11:57:16.636-04:00eureka!
title doesn't make sense, but that's how i like it. so eff off.
You are David Hume. You single-handedly mademonkeys out of guys with a lot more educationand experience than you, making you the mostfamous empirical skeptic who has ever existed.You believed that all ideas were merely copiesof sensations, and with this simple principleyou almost destroyed all of philosophy, not tomentionluvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-108816977032207642004-06-25T09:20:00.000-04:002004-06-25T09:25:02.676-04:00start making money for nothing.....NOW.
well well. aren't those of us who have blogs the lucky ones. not only were we some of the first to be able to get a gmail acocunt, we can make money off the sorry assholes who would pay for one. who's got my heady gmail?luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1088113288404402062004-06-24T17:25:00.000-04:002004-06-24T17:41:28.406-04:00sweet fucking christ.
okay. this is gonna be long. but i promise, it's so worth reading. i'll describe each part.
first, i get the following email from this guy i dated in high school. we're still somewhat friends, and he insists on sending out mass forwards, and they're usually either stupid or mildly pro-bush. which in itself makes me throw up a little, to think that he could be so luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1088111082307291822004-06-24T16:59:00.000-04:002004-06-24T17:04:42.306-04:00For hookers, convention's time to lay low.
not even kidding. it appears as though the boston herald is looking to cover all aspects of how the dnc is going to eff everyone in boston over. EVERYONE.
from the herald:
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By Christopher Cox
Sunday, June 20, 2004
During a slow mid-week evening in Chinatown, Shay-Shay, a 39-year-old luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1087590143854131912004-06-18T16:21:00.000-04:002004-06-18T16:22:23.853-04:00a new haiku, using 2 of my new favorite words:
i'll never be clean
why am i such a clowndick?
i stepped in weaksauce.luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1087413176497389382004-06-16T15:09:00.000-04:002004-06-16T15:12:56.496-04:00in a last minute decision, i've been trying to make a last minute purchase. i decided that if i could find a ticket, i'd go see phish in brooklyn on friday.
so, i've been checking ticketmaster constantly all day to see if i can get a re-released ticket. just a minute ago, i had to type in the work "hirudo". i use the term "word" lightly, since merriam-webster has never heard of this "word" luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1087057238640797382004-06-12T12:20:00.001-04:002004-06-12T12:20:38.640-04:00this is mojo, my helper monkey. he loves wearing mardi gras beads. luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1087057211253202812004-06-12T12:20:00.000-04:002004-06-12T12:20:11.253-04:00mojo is obviously british. he's such a good monkey. he's a cheeky monkey. luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1086719591849151352004-06-08T14:32:00.000-04:002004-06-08T14:33:11.850-04:00i'm finally cool. i signed up for a gmail account. now, if you want to get in touch with me, please email me at:
luvchuck@gmail.com
or just click on the "email me" in the sidehatch.luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1086710483668585722004-06-08T12:00:00.000-04:002004-06-08T12:01:23.666-04:00what can i say, i'm a tomboy.
thanks to wendy for posting a link to this site. i'd say it's accurate.
You're GI Joe with the Kung Fu Grip!! You'restrong, tough, and know how to kick some ass.Don't forget though, no matter how manly youthink you are, you're still just a doll. GodBless America.
What childhood toy from the 80s are you? brought to you by Quizilla
luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1085679620133158622004-05-27T13:31:00.000-04:002004-05-27T13:41:11.776-04:00the davinci code
i am one of the four people who has not read this book yet. why? because everyone else has.
how can a book that appeals to everyone possibly be good? some of my favorite books are the fountainhead, atlas shrugged, the dark tower books by stephen king, and tom robbins books. all of these are books that most people wouldn't be able to read more than 10 pages of without sayingluvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1085170275497256092004-05-21T15:56:00.000-04:002004-05-22T00:50:58.293-04:00oh, dearest lite-brite
hours of joy, but such a
weird fucking concept.
made you this cupcake
using only a lightbulb
easy-bake oven.
perplexed for years now:
a void where triumph is lost?
what's a glory hole?
(props to bernard for the middle line. wOOt.)
girl praying mantis
makes love, then bites his head off
talk about mood swings.
luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1084988509499314022004-05-19T13:36:00.000-04:002004-05-19T13:43:18.236-04:00a little ray of sunshine on an otherwise shitty day
the oblongs. i've seen this cartoon on cartoon network, and it's disturbingly funny. but check out all the books that this guy wrote, along with the descriptions:
Alfonzo, the Brave little Bison. There's nobody named Alfonzo in this book & it's not about a bison. A pathetic, naked little boy named something - I forget - lives his luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1084547817029805292004-05-14T11:11:00.000-04:002004-05-14T11:16:57.030-04:00i've had the best week ever. well, not ever, but at least the best week where i had to go to work everyday. and i think it's all because of the geese.
every morning i walk from kenmore to the hynes bust stop. on my way, i walk past that stagnant, glowing river (which is actually called "muddy river". i'm not making that up) and the little area of green next to it, where you can usually find luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1084544251784950682004-05-14T10:16:00.000-04:002004-05-14T10:17:31.783-04:00oh, blindfolded duck
feathers, webbed feet and a sword
you look like zorroluvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1084464188595690852004-05-13T11:47:00.000-04:002004-05-13T12:03:08.596-04:00i feel like i've been inundated with haikus lately, and since it's been far too long since i wrote any, i figure now's the time to start back up:
leanne my darling
gave me a candy heart once
which implores "let's read"
waiting for the bus
hoping the driver will be
"large marge" incarnate
dearest chuck garvey
my most precious wish is to
give you a hummer
remember that day
we soaked ourselves luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1084374384658485682004-05-12T11:02:00.000-04:002004-05-12T11:07:36.270-04:00"your life doesn't belong to you, peter, if you're really aiming high. you can't allow yourself to indulge every whim, as ordinary people can, because with them it doesn't matter anyway. its not you or me or what we feel, peter. it's your career. it takes strength to deny yourself in order to win other people's respect."
---mrs. keating
[sarcasm] ah, finally. a reminder of why i wake up luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1084302293433532362004-05-11T14:42:00.000-04:002004-05-11T15:12:37.700-04:00thank you mr. atkins, you've given me job security
first off, with absolutely no knowledge of the science involved, who the fuck would think it's a good idea to eat lots of fat? seriously. just stop for like 5 minutes and think about it. for years we've been inundated with low-fat and no-fat foods. why? because fat makes you fat. but how about an even more health-conscious reason? fat luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1083863895211519562004-05-06T13:18:00.000-04:002004-05-06T13:21:56.060-04:00dodgeball rules.
when i went to see kill bill 2 weeks ago, there was a huge cardboard dsiplay for a new movie. about dodgeball. starring vince vaughn (so hot) and ben stiller (so fucking funny). i just watched the trailer and i'm crying from laughing so hard.
i know where i'll be june 18.luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1083778318170942182004-05-05T13:31:00.000-04:002004-05-05T13:35:10.280-04:00howard roark laughed.
god, what a great fucking beginning to a book. so, i'm re-reading the fountainhead. at the same time that my friend colin is reading it for the first time. i psyched to get to read it with someone, and be able to have discussions about it while reading. it's been four years since i read it, and alot has changed for me since then. the first time, i wasn't so into luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1083253681776634162004-04-29T11:48:00.000-04:002004-04-29T11:51:07.496-04:00hey crackhead
in case i forgot to send this to anyone, or if you've just happened upon the unfathomable bliss that is my blog, this is a posting from craigslist that bernard sent me. it's a-funny.
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"Yes, you. You sick fucker. On Wednesday morning I emerged from my girlfriend's building by U.N. Plaza to find luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1083162108950335002004-04-28T10:21:00.000-04:002004-04-28T10:24:53.966-04:00ooo...2 weeks and a day since last i wrote. i'm terrible. f.
since then, i took a trip to vegas, saw ahren AND his awesome parents, had a 3/4 moe.cruise reunion, gambled, saw one decent phish show and 3 of the best moe. shows ever. EVER.
got back to boston last monday, and promptly got sick. was better by the weekend, and spent it with lynnja.
now i'm at work, and bored as usual. but luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1081891442999729432004-04-13T17:24:00.000-04:002004-04-13T17:26:53.186-04:00um, i was just reading all my friend's blogs, and i realized something. i don't care about poilitcs or world events. how terrible is that? i mean, it's just lack of interest. i'm interested in reading all their thoughts, but i've no desire to sit here and spew my thoughts on the presidential race, or what's going on in iraq.
and i couldn't spew my thoughts, because i have none. i'm a gapingluvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1081533593683429972004-04-09T13:59:00.000-04:002004-04-09T14:03:38.763-04:00it's springtime. i'm coming out of hibernation. and there's too many thoughts in my head.
so, i'll put them here:
1) i really love coldplay these days. "yellow" was just on my launch radio station, and chris martin's voice voice makes me melt.
2) cream cheese isn't cheese it's butter.
3) i'll finally feel complete when aparna's up here for the summer. we need to be in the same city. iluvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1081531085303673022004-04-09T13:18:00.000-04:002004-04-09T13:21:36.483-04:00this is an older email i got on match.com. unfortunately, i've deleted a lot of them, but there's a few that slipped thru the cracks. overall, it's the lack of punctuation and misspellings that get to me. oh, and the lack of intelliegence. right, almost forgot about that one.
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"hey there,
I like you profile and wanted to send you a little note. You seem like luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1081527597847943342004-04-09T12:19:00.000-04:002004-04-09T12:22:43.950-04:00a peek into amy's exciting love life...
i've decided to start posting emails i get from idiots on match.com. they're super entertaining. and cost a rot of money...
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"I'm jsut trying this thing out and just got the subscription so I could write; I'm looking for friends or more my last girlfriend was French and she has since gone home, we are no longer an item luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1081519692683258862004-04-09T10:08:00.000-04:002005-06-16T18:01:26.143-04:00how's this for a blast from the past? leanne and i went to see moo tycoon last night! it's been awhile since we went to see them together. i miss going to watch them. they're so good! if anyone reading this is bored tonight, go see moo tycoon at the bell in hand. *sigh*lynn was with me last night. this past tuesday was her birfday. we went out to dinner with her mom and brother and luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1081277195658634612004-04-06T14:46:00.000-04:002004-04-06T14:50:13.110-04:00i know i'm not dumb. but these are embarrassing.
took me 2 tries to get these all right in the time given. i mean, i've neer really been off the east coast.
thankfully, this one doesn't have a time limit. i'm not too ashamed of this one, since i really have no need to know where countries are located in africa and the middle east. i need that space in my brain for other things.luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1081272706449573042004-04-06T13:31:00.000-04:002004-04-06T13:34:58.340-04:00i'm on a yahoo mailing list for the moe. cruise i went on a few weeks ago. it was a nice little list for people to talk aobut what they were bringing, and get questions answered about the cruise. stuff like that. now that the cruise is over, people are using the list to keep in touch, post links to their pictures, etc. except for "kathy". "kathy" sent this email to the list this morning. luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1081181378690962102004-04-05T12:09:00.000-04:002004-04-05T12:12:20.873-04:00thank god. "science" is our collective favorite generic subject, followed closely by "math". a few other subjects got votes, but they don't matter.
new poll. go vote.luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1081174894993343832004-04-05T10:21:00.000-04:002004-04-05T10:24:16.983-04:00only a little over 2 months. i'm only a little bit of an asshole, no?
amazingly enough, i've got tons of stuff i could write about, yet my motivation level is hovering around "little to none". i'm at work. it sucks. and while i've got plenty of time to sit here and recount all my wonderful tales of adventure, i feel like i'd fall asleep if i tried.
um, oh, i know. i'll come up with a new luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5581640.post-1075218889003199212004-01-27T10:54:00.000-05:002004-01-27T10:56:53.466-05:00well, i want to write something. honestly i do. but i have nothing to write about. i spent the entire weekend with lynn. watching mr. show. and when we weren't watching mr. show, we were talking about it or quoting it. i think we're sick.
we are both madly in love with david cross. madly madly madly.
we did manage to go out both friday and saturday nights. friday night was spent at luvchuckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14496455097606674667noreply@blogger.com0