Welp
No ones getting back to me, or my phone isn’t receiving texts. Time to get drunk and play Zelda.
April 2012
8 posts
Fine night for a fuck and futurama.
I say really stupid shit to people I think are attractive. Like I forget how to make simple conversation because I’m the definition of autism.
Anyone just wanna follow Ratatat around when they’re touring and enjoy the road/awesome music with me?
Seriously, we can brainstorm a money-making idea to cover gas and food (I’m not above selling my body for a tank of gas if need be) and just have a blast.
Story time.
It’s been snowing/raining all day, so to combat the grey skies and cold weather I’ve laid in bed under a blanket mountain reading and listening to Explosions in the Sky.
A friend called me earlier asking if I wanted to hangout, as an April Fools prank, because he actually had to work. Got my daily gibberish out of the way, calling him a “fuckunt” and hanging up, because spacing my words when I speak is too difficult or something.
Sunday funday amirite?
