I don't know if anyone else has seen the Party City Halloween commercial but it features a kind of mash up of famous the most obvious being Daft Punk. Paul and I love it. Lots of others on the internet hate it. Anyway I saw this article and the first sentence just angered me a bit and I made my first(completely sarcastic) comment on an internet article. Anyways here's the picture of the DJ, first bit of the article and the comment that probably makes me look like an asshole. Oh well.
Well. Fuck it. I had a whole rambling year long paragraph and the blogger app is such precious turd that something pops up on my phone and blogger goes oh for fuck's sake and faints like an underfed southern belle and loses all the highly important words I'd written. Ass.
Paul and I filmed a few bits for his movie last night and it was so much fun and I can't wait to do more.
This weekend was SO MUCH FUN. Got to go hang out with Jon on Thursday and got a little goofy. Then Friday and Saturday Jon played and Paul came with to both nights which was a real treat. And after both shows we got a little McDonald's which was awesome. Last night we watched The Terrornauts which was a great SciFi B movie from the 60s. And hung with the sick but lovely Isabelle and I'm actually on my way to get this extreme chest pain checked out blehhh. Anyhoo not much else to say except I should've peed before getting on the train. Oh well.
Not really, sorry. Just thought I would say hi. On Saturday Paul took me to see The Hobbit ("about time!" indeed it is about time) and obviously I loves it. We even got popcorn and he got me Reese's pieces and I ate them so quickly cause ALL I do lately is eat peanut butter and its starting to take a serious toll on my relationship because he's developing a sensory aversion to the stuff. Sorry Paul. And I didn't completely clean off all the peanut butter off all his spoons I used, I'm only mentioning this as a way for myself to remember not to do that even though by this point I'm sure I'll remember oh hey a run on sentence. Is it wrong I'm thinking about eating the stuff even now as he's running around being clean and not covered in peanut butter stink breath. I need to stop writing now and do something about these obsessed thoughts.
