now i am back in the real world, i.e., buffalo. strict schedule, not much fun, and missing my bestest sister. awww. i wish i had a laptop, then i could at least have some pc happiness. ah well, why is the weekend almost over?

(e:tina), (e:southernyankee), (e:hodown), (e:thesimeon) and myself were all in new york this weekend and got togetha for a litle bar-b-q celebration. mmm. we had sangria and veggies and steaks and chickens. we love meat!

anyway, then it turned into a dive bar night, with $2 cans of pabst blue ribbon. we re some first class bitches. hey i even got a can fo free. fo shizzlle my nizzle.

i love the big huge sparkle town. off to enjoy one more day......

when do pmt get back from vaca? never? i missy them.

stickboy is back! welcome.

my sister was offered a marriage, so wierd. at least she would get as many falafel sammies and pistachio treats as her heart could desire. haha.

friends are home from school. by the time the weekend comes, all im up for is hanging and eating and sleeping. im a sloth. shmeh.

is everyone else here afraid of the burbs?

why don't i ever get to stay in the mansion when you are gone?

mike, you have it made. i guess you are brothers, so you get frist dibs.

anyway, who is going to trust a ho?

i hate LOUD music. i hate hearing it everyday. i hate subwoofers, and most of all, i hate two of my roommates.

maybe strongly dislike is a better word.

its ok, a good dinner, a yarn lama, and a million episodes of sex and the city will make it all better.

and what paul said last night about being a nice person, he's right, sometimes it just doesn't work.