Showing posts with label funny. Show all posts
Showing posts with label funny. Show all posts

14 May 2008

319/365

Emma: You are a fun aunt. I haven't seen you in
years but I miss you. I loved all the stories you used
to tell us when we were little. And you were mean to
me when I was younger. I think you fed me dried dog
poop once. I hope I'm making that up...

08 January 2008

328/365

Marie: We worked together at Quarters... it was fun!
We also played soccer together for a while, even though
you were 100 times better and faster than me. You and I
also went snowboarding together once - THAT I was better at.
You liked to drink it up even though your dad was super
strict.

28 December 2007

330/365

Sasha: Remember we had that drama class together?
That's when we became close and laughed our asses off.
Our New Orleans trip was such a blast... there are so
many hilarious pictures of that week. And I loved our
house on Sunset together. How many parties do you think
we had? And how much money do you think we made? Good times.
I'm glad we still (sort of) keep in touch!

12 December 2007

342/365

Jarae: Oh my god, you were so mean(not to me!) but you
were also very sweet. You'd come visit me at Burt's
after I left Season's and we'd talk about the men(boys?)
in our lives. You never got why I dated Dave for so long.
You thought he was too old (35 years to my 21 years) for
me. The last time I saw you was at Lollapalooza.

11 December 2007

345/365

Dave Smith(ass): Smith-ass! You were so fun to work with
at Season's, I was bummed when you left. Remember "Chata"?
Chatha F#*@ up! The Great American Beer Festival was so
hilarious, I'm surprised we made it back to your place.
Do you still live in the same house in Denver, with Thad?
Thadeus. He liked to take E and lay in bed with numerous
gals. The last time I saw you, Amanda, Josh
(he left his capri's?) and I drove up to see Moby and
Outkast - that was one fine show... I had a hangover
from death himself. Then there was the trip you and Steve
cock-blocked Amanda and I at that one bar. And everytime I
pass the house on Calle del Sol, I always think of the
batcave. And Andy taking shits with the steaming hot
shower running. Ew. Good times. I miss you, we need to
get back in touch.

06 December 2007

361/365

Tina: You were very mean to me when I moved to
Reginald Chavez elementary.... you even slapped
me once. I remember seeing the hand mark on my
face. Then, somehow we became friends. We hung
out at recess and laughed our asses off. We also
dissected a cow's heart in the 5th grade and made
jokes about 'Tuck's Hemmoroid Pads'... we were so
funny. In the 8th grade you brought Mad Dog(apple?)
to class in those bottles that had a fat plastic straw...
good times.