Guys, I know what my grave will say...

"Here lies a bittersweet bundle of misery."


although if you mentioned my dancing i'd be really happy - well, i guess since i'll be not alive it won't matter too much. and i Do want to be buried at Sea. . .


p.s.
I chose this photo to make you mad. ha!

I bent this with my mind

actually this is what we did to our forks after we ate pie in the park and just sat and talked. it's so telling about our personalities, right? guess which one is Mine.

So apparently I was in a smiling contet

i lost

Guys, I'm in a violent mood

Who wants to go to the movies?!

la vie libère ou meurt fort

See Di's face? This is how we ALL felt

If we only knew that it'd just get better and better . . .

Open your eyes & see -what we have made is real

A million lights are dancing
And there you are
A shooting star
An everlasting world
And you're here with me
Eternally

I've never wanted to be a blonde more

It just doesn't have the same impact when you have light brown hair

You know what they say, right?

Guys, it was a spiritual experince

Here's Diane getting all spiritualized

Let's get Spiritual. . . spiritual

i'm sorry. i couldn't resist.

A place where nobody dared to go. . .

The love that we came to know . . .
And now
Open your eyes and see
What we have made is real
We are in Xanadu!

What I did over my spring vacation:

I call her "She."

So I don't know about you guys, but . . .

I'm going to Scotland this October for 2 reasons:
1. To 'party serious' at the event of the year
2. To see if Nessie DOES exist. I have it all figured out. I'm going to the Loch Ness at sunset (if that's when sharks feed I don't see why it can't be the same time as a lake monster - he can't be better than those @&*$^%* sharks) and I'm going to cut myself on my leg so there's blood. Then I (the human chum) am going to swim straight out for 40 minutes. If nothing happens I'll swim back and declare the waters barren, but if I get eaten then I will have proven to everyone that Nessie's real.

In honour of recent, happy events, I give you this. . .

Did you know if you put something on ebay and label it with "Ms. Havisham" I'll buy it? (Theory has just been proven correct) Which is funny. Sort of. I guess I'm desperate to get married and then be a bitter, jilted bride who spends the rest of her life obsessed with revenge. But really, I just want to dance.

Listen up! I love Mich!

And if I hadn't already married her in the corporate Goldman Sachs housing, I'd marry her again!

Alright, who loves The Bronx?