Saturday, September 30, 2006

Fuck you, manager from Econo Lodge.


God, what a shitty weekend. I need a pick-me-up.

Friday, September 22, 2006

YAY! Tammy and Foo-Dong have internet and cable TV now!

And everything in the world seems right again.

Thursday, September 14, 2006

The new Justin Timberlake - FutureSex/LoveSounds CD is FREAKING good.


I want to make babies to it. Like, ten of them. Simutaneously. I don't even know how that would work, but that's what I want to do.


Get the album. That is all.

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

My phone blew up today.

I was trying to return my brother's phone call this afternoon when the screen on my phone went blank. I restarted it, only to see the blank screen again. I had no choice but to take the little shit to the Sprint store. I said to the chick who helped me, "Naw-aw, bitch. This time, it's YOUR shitty-ass phone's fault for breaking. I didn't drop it, nor swim with it, nor chuck it against someone's head. YOU fix it."

She couldn't. She said that my phone's completely fried, and the technician couldn't get anything off of it.

So they gave me this phone instead:



Woohoo! I'm a winner!

But. This means, that unless you put your number on Facebook or you're in ASR, I don't have your number anymore. So, GIMME! :D

Sunday, September 10, 2006

Having no internet or cable TV is sucks.

I miss you, Xanga, Facebook, MySpace, Google, AIM, e-mails.

I miss you, Food Network, cartoons, CSI, The Daily Show, Nip/Tuck, Magic Bullet infomercial.

All I have here is a stinky bathroom that perpetually smells like fart. True story.

So if you get a chance, come play with me and Phuong (since we have nothing else to do) in North Campus! 31st and Speedway is the place to be.