clearly.

goodness.
clearly.
rad.
all words we say wayyyy too much.
but who is complaining.
let's discuss this ridiculous week.
lexi and lauren are all about the dirt nasty and thug life.



ate some mexican food and margaritas.
clearly the margarits were the highlight and the most important part of the meal.
why wouldn't they be?! the amazing herbvis showed up for this portion.
and was sure to point out lexy's lack of bra.




we also ran around like crazy people at cha cha. and enjoyed the wonders of cherry bombs. often. and too often.




don't underestimate the power of a headband.
don't do it!
basically the conclusion was - we are douchebags.

promise there will be no whip cream? maybe.

yeah.
you should be here.
because we will be there.
so again you should be there.
it seems quite logical, does it not?

cheap whiskey and bad dreams

it happens to be 7am.
why?
and why are other people functioning at this hour?
or gunctioning.
sometimes it is neccessary to make up words.
there's this odd man directly across from us in a red and grey stripey sweater.
on a occasion he looks over and stares awkwardly.
what does one do with that?
elyza doesn't notice.
and lauren continues to wear large glasses that make her look like a douche.
and cheap whiskey gives you bad dreams
and the cobra closing today is bad dream worthy
to the man, we show cleave to make him give us money??
that only works when elyza is working.
gotta show the goods to make the goods?
eh. that logic might be a tad skewed.
this entry might be a tad long.
and it might be a tad early.
he looks like one who is not comfortable with homosexuality...holding hands and sleeping on shoulders would probably make him angry. also i want to kick him in the shin.
punch him in the eye.

The (x3)

bi-monthly house shows
web blogging with pillow fights
club photogs
more blogs (or drugs...I can't read elyza's handwriting)
diy clothing - not to be confused with dirty punx
no death
always ready - for everything
slash taking over slash slatz