(Weeni?)
(A weenis is an elbow, an inner weenis is an inner elbow... I know, should have said that in the first place, lest I give up my shocking secret!)
1) It's fucking hot. And on top of that, I am burned to high hell. Going outside HURTS. Plus I'm a sweaty bag of mess.
2) Ben Folds is amazing in concert, even when you're stuck on the third tier of the Dome and no one around you is a Ben Folds fan. That being said... WHO ISN'T A FAN OF BEN FOLDS? Guster was equally amazing and the guy drums by hand. Owwwww.
3) Buffalo "fans" are weird. Did you know there is a "No Standing During Gameplay" rule at Coca-Cola stadium? This must be why the yokals gave me dirty looks when I shouted "I LOVE YOU ROBINSON CANCEL!" Thusly, I feel even worse for Nick Evans and Argenis Reyes because not only are they stuck in a shitty city, they're stuck in a shitty city with weirdo fans.
I will, however, take incredibly perverse pleasure if Ollie gets sent down ;)
4) Chippewa is not Bourbon Street. Once again, weirdo Buffalonians.
5) Joe and I spent $97 at Papaya, an Asian fusion restaurant. I had a passion fruit martini. It was delicious and I never will eat any other Asian food from anywhere else ever again... that's how amazing it was.
6) I got my ear scalpelled on Friday. WOOOOOOO!!!! YAY FOR MATCHY EARS! I love John Joyce and Shelly.
7) According to the retards over at Ace Hardware, there are no such things as diamond dremel bits. Dear Fuckos? My dad just ordered some for me. Please learn your job or get a new one, preferably in something that doesn't require acute knowledge.
Um, that was my weekend in a nutshell. Joe and I have kinda passed the one-year mark (it was a strange beginning and what he believes is our anniversary date is two weeks before when I think it is :P) so yay, go us =D
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