this is going to be short like a midget cos my internet is being a motherfucker tonight. this weekend was fucking amazing.

on friday josh took me out for dinner and drinks, got me flowers (!) and the dvd of the first movie we ever watched together (you can count on me.) then we met up with keene, vera, and aurora and headed over to some stupid scene party where i got to hang out with ryan stewart, lucas, zachattach, and josh briggs, but i also had to deal with josh's psycho ex yelling at me. which was awesome.

saturday brought a delicious breakfast at bagel rising, some protesting, and a lot of sleeping before i was kidnapped by aimee, errin, candace, drew, kevindriscoll, and derek. holy shit did we have fun. i couldn't have been happier to see the people i already knew, and i couldn't have been happier to meet the people i met. (finally!!) we ate the the always a-mazing border cafe, where we sang really loud and i got a strawberry daquiri. i got awesome gifts which i thank everyone for profusely!! then it was back to my house where the boys shaved, drew and aimee got fabulous new haircuts courtesy of moi, and i got a nasty cut on my finger when i was cutting drew's hair, which keeps re-opening and bleeding everywhere. which, again, is awesome.

then it was off to start! where kevin was the best dressed person there in my teal puma swetpants and bright pink tank top. errin claims kelly osbourne was there, and although i saw her tour-bus and that girl who was her drummer for like 5 minutes, i never saw her. and i can't say i'm upset about that. she shouldn't even have been there anyways, she's only 17. i should have called the goddamn cops. the only kelly osbourne i saw was a look-alike, gyrating sexually on a pole with a fat kid, making a fucking fool of herself. which actually was awesome.

everyone who came in on sat: come in again soon or i will cut you. also, i like errin's account of the night better: http://cheesepuff.diaryland.com

what i'm listening to

better friends than lovers self-titled EP