I have a gogo gig coming up that involves rollerskating - more on that in a week or so.

My idea of packing for Yumna was to put the majority of my clothes in a large bag. This is only slightly better than my idea for packing when I went to my parents for the holidays and all I brought was my sexy leotard and underwear. A lot of underwear.

I like when people with 83 different pictures of themself in the same jacket hit on me via myspace.

Or how about this:

Actually I HAVE fucked a rap star.

Actually that’s a lie. I’ve had the opportunity though and that’s the same thing. I also got drunk and ended up on stage at a Ghostface show but that’s an entirely different thing.

I also have the occasionally scene kid sending me deep meaningful shitty lyrics in hopes my pussy starts crying for them.

That’s all. My resolution for everyone for the new year - stop hitting on people via myspace. And if you’re going to do it step your game up. There’s an art to getting laid via the internet.