pretending

"You have your fears, which may become reality. And you have Godzilla, which is reality."

i'm not going to cite that quote, nor should i have to. this past weekend was choc-full of all kinds of stuff.

profound stuff.

lets take a look at it.

FRIDIZZLE:

i got a ride home with my pops, and then went to band practice. we recorded an EP. look out for that shit. then we went to a party, and i drank a forty and immediately afterwards fell asleep. no drunken shenanigans, no nothing. it was one of the most refreshing mornings ever (not sarcastic.)

SAT-UR-N:

after waking, i went to brunch with my dad at the corner pug, and i got some shepherd's pie. (a house specialty)

i was really full after that, so i just layed down and listened to music for awhile. mushmouth (of bridal shower fame) then picked me up, and off to willimantic we went. on the way, we picked up and erin. she made the journey ahead much more bearable. mushy got some haircuts, and we departed for UNIVERSITY, to meet up with kid supreme for a bridal shower show. after a loooooooooooooooooooooong drive with alot of tricky roads, we got there. they played, people watched, nuff said. even i got to guest appear on a few songs. then we made my pants awesome. that's it. lost again, then uconn for the night. for some reason i slept x-tremely well that night... ( ... )

HERE COMES THE SUN

waked up, tried to buy bus tickets back to hartford, failed. dad picked me up again (sorry pops) and we went to the grand-peoples house for dinner with the family. they're always nice, except when they're not. after a yummy dinner, my dad brings me BACK to uconn. i drove on the way there, because he had been doing alot of driving. anyway, that brings us to today, where i didn't do a whole lot. just a little homework.

P.S.

stop talking about internet memes. pretty pretty please?

high fructose corn sizzurrp, bitches

-Jizzy T