Oh guess what? I met Genoprimanti and his boo last weekend. He was just as fun and cute as I imagined.
But ew, Esther. This bish had me waiting for her at home alone for 3.5 hours on a Saturday night (she had Bennett and Andrew as hostages) while she took several drunken naps on the couch until 1am when I finally met up with them. What a disaster skank.
Sorry if I seemed like a bitch when I first met up with you guys but I think it was clearly directed at Esther PalmPre.
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My roommate kept calling me Janet Jackson last Friday night because of my threads but hey, at least I’m smiling.
Smile Friday.
Last week I went to this fancy place where people die community in Vero Beach, Florida to visit a house that is being built. Hours before I had to head back to DC, the clients decided to give me a golf cart tour and show me the beach. I was being a serious Japanese tourist with all of the camera action (“me take pic-cha!”) so the clients snatched it out of my hands and demanded they take a picture of me smiling at the beach.
Voila.
Next time I hope to run into Mclame and Supermichael. Be ready, sluts.
Smile Friday.
Guess who just finished an important set of drawings? This bitch.
Smile Friday: Scenes from my birthday edition.
Here I am with a really old Asian man who likes to sport Ke$ha-inspired fashunz.
My very first SMILE FRIDAY. I’m cheesin’ hard, y’all.
Throwin’ down some of Esther’s bibimbap on my berfday.
Bye youth. Bye thinness. Bye life. Bye. Bye. Bye.
EDIT: OMG I AM SO FAT. THERE IS FOOD ON MY FACE. There’s like… sauce on the sides of my mouf. How eregent.
Awwww, choronda — he’s so cute though! And he’s like 4’ tall! Presh!
Herro, I have boyfriend now.
