Seriously no more talking about Daft Punk drunk. This is why:

Ah ha ha ha ha. Thank you for Nicky for capturing the heights of my ridiculousness I reach when intoxicated. Also thank you to DWWG for poking the shit out of my that night and later reminding me about it because I was wasted and don’t remember. Also check the retarted serious party face look:

I don’t know how I manage to get laid sometimes…. it must be all the fairy dust I snort. Oh and in other magical news I own a WHAT WOULD A UNICORN DO spinner folder. Sometimes I find myself having to nuzzle newborns or racing the wind but if my fucking folder tells me to do something…I DO IT.

Saw the Summer of Love at the Whitney - inspired.. neons…. inspired….

Sliced my finger open while cutting bread the other day. Second kitchen related accident this year[I got burned by killer ramen also]! I swear I’m going on the I’m scared of food it’s trying to kill me diet…

Ok I have to go be naked and be tank girl and maybe not be anti social!

xo ps/btw my hot gf you all add on myspace[yes we notice..] made the graphic because she is the cutest