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December 2007
is going to miss the skins game. fuck.
is 11 miles closer to being free of the tons of xmas fattening he did
11 miles closer to being free of the tons of xmas fattening he did
is in a good place.
is madly in love with Jake Shears
thinks that perhaps he should not have eaten that pineapplel soaked in vodka for breakfast
is officialy ready for the Miami Marathon on January 27th and the ensuing debauchery
is a happy fatty.
is able to talk again.
is ready to have his voice back
is covered in glitter
is concerned that people are not gonna live to see (slash want to see) tomorrow after the improv holiday open bar.
is giving everyone flavored condoms for Christmas
is a snowflake
is hungover
is done with the rain
is standing on his head for a few hours, working for a few more, and then dancing with my road dogs at Town.
November 2007
is looking for a Zahmbie Boyfriend. A guy who loves his brains and still treats him like a piece of meat.
is a happy fatty.
is Jolley. Also: Puja knows my dogs middle name.
is a stupid emo boy
is sad on the inside
is all about crushes but is *not* about hypnotists.
is all about crushes
is totally wanting to play with/eat Aquadots
is not sure he's fine with the fact that he doesn't wanna spend thanksgiving with small children.
is enjoying that normal woman look gigantic next to Posh
is thinking this is the longest he's gone without fucking since he was a virgin.
is on your radar
October 2007
is still drunk I think
is a 3:56 marathon runner.
is a 3:57 marathon runner
is running the Marine Corps Marathon (#18835)!!
is listening to Brit Brit's new joint. (http://www.muchmusic.com/music/firstspin/britneyspears/)
is listening to music his ex-boyfriends once played for him. Marathon on Sunday.
on incredibly good behavior (read: restriction). The marathon is on Sunday... which means 7 days of naught.
on
dandy
feeling cocky and dangerous
all like no more zones, woo hoo.
pained. The Drag Race is the same day Jimmey Eat World's in town. Same time, too. So sad.
happy
gonna have to pretend to be a girl to run the Marine Corps Marathon. Again.
gonna get what he wants. Shoes.
dancing naked in his apartment. New Brit, New Kylie.
sore
maybe flying solo after work.
maybe flying solo after work.
fairly sure he's not drinking for a night, 'cause sleepin' til 4pm is laaaame
stoked about his new bed
horny
maybe getting a cold. Stupid scratchy throat.
September 2007
in the middle of not much
glad he somehow avoided hangovertown on his trip into Thursday
the same age Biggie was when he died
going to have to get back into the swing of being a good boy
awful glad to have been so bad this weekend
ready to make a little money for a good cause
more than a little excited to see the pictures from last night
pretty sure he'd enjoy nude yoga
glad he found a box of old pictures
missin' puja
in this issue of Metro Weekly
surprisingly busy
bored after midnight. Stupid coffee.
totally DVRing the VMAs. I can't wait to see that bitches wig fly off. I love her.
tuned in, turned on and cell phone enabled. Watch your fingers, you might get burned.
really glad to be learning to live gently
home again, but still sans phone
stoked to be headed to the country, sexy rental car and all!
excited for Taint and Labor Day
August 2007
listening to the new brit-brit single on repeat. Because he has no phone/life.
temporarily phoneless. Please pray for his sanity
totally conviced that relationships are bad for your health. Cholesterol.
glad that he finished his run even though he was up til dawn
being a good health & fitness fatty
yamma'd for life
wants a shirt that says "bio boy dick"
in desparate need of baggage claim handlers
somehow shocked that he doesn't own a bike.
finding the perfect marathon to maragarita equilibrium
home again, home again.
jetskiing.
July 2007
tanner than you.
in South Beach
prepping for south beach and slightly bleary-eyed
