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oh man oh man. i am watching VH1's daisy of love and let me tell you it is a GEM. definite GEM. i cannot believe this actually gets advertisers to buy airtime. it is disgraceful. the people are the underbelly of america. they are famewhores who try to act like hardcore rappers and of the 20 guys i think maybe five like dudes. sorry daisy. its a risk you take. the rest of them they are absolutely retarded. way retarded. one guy told talked about his PA piercing. PA as in prince albert, not public announcement or physicians assistant. prince. albert. metal through the peen. AAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

anywho. i wrote that bit last night, but i am back to blogging today. im now watching more television. not nearly as trashy though. i had a little lost sesh earlier awesome. way awesome. actually thats a lie. it might not be as awesome as it once was. first season was prime, now, not so much. oh well.

today was my last day of classes. one final paper and two papers stand between me and the real world. ok the fake real world. tomorrow i am turning in my leave of absence paperwork. AAAHHHh. im freakin out yo. im excited and nervous but overall i cant wait for next year. i have all these goals and ideas for stuff to do but i have no idea what exactly i will do. i should probably start figuring that out. hmm...

last weekend i went to colorado to see my homie stacy church and also mi madre and camden were there too. lil cam got into CSU so she went to check out the school. she got a lil rowdy. well done cam. for dinner on saturday night we went to sushi. we ended up sitting at the bar right up where they made the sushi so the guys kept talking to us through the whole meal. it would have been cool but they were douche magooshes. WTF. if you are making food three feet from people be GD personable. so after we sit down my mother orders a large thing of hot sake. this was after several free cocktails at the hilton club level happy hour. we both partook. it was great. so my mom slides a little sip o sake down to me so that she doesnt get super sloshed on this vat of hot rice wine. i was on one end of our group and my mom was on the other with stacy and camden in between so it wasnt easy to be all sneaky about me drinking underage. after a few minutes our lovely waitress walks up and goes "oh... can i see your id?" OH FML AAHHHH what do i do what do i do what do i do. i freaked out. thinking on my feet i said "ohidonthaveitwithmesorry! my birthday is february 22nd 1988 andim21yearsold." hellloooo verbal diarhea. after looking at me like i was a damn fool the waitresss goes "uuhhh will mom vouch for this" big stacy covey nods with a slightly glazed over look in her eye and returns to her sake big gulp. thinking that was it i go back to my life. then some fucker over the sushi bar quits makin my GD spider roll and decides to interfere. "we cant accept that. we need an id" FFFFFFFFFFFF. stacy (church) quickly says "oh you wanna go get it from the car. here take my keys just run out there." not only am i not 21 but i left my fake id in los angeles. i had to act cool (while turning bright red) and say "oh no worries, its fine, here have mine mom." i watched my sake slide away down the bar, taking my dignity with it. oh well. better luck next time.

other fun facts- got the middle seat on the plane between 2 red neck buddies. stupid fuckers. i wanted to elbow them both in their fat stomachs simultaneously. and they were armrest hogs. i was not pleased. also in the airport i saw 45 year old man. wearing blue jean overalls. oh yeah, and he was probably about 275. with manfupa. ladies, please, try not to salivate over that image too much.

in other news, for some reason yesterday i started reminiscing on "the last of the really great whangdoodles." classic. i recommend everyone read it. asap.

to end my musings for today: get low.