the ugly duckling.

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my new favorite webcomic! =)

today i went to comfest.

comfest was fun!

i hung out with dorian and chris and some of their friends, and then james came hung out with us for a little bit. i got rained on, and then i dried out, and i also ate a giant turkey leg.

i saw some friends, and i also saw the most breasts i have ever seen exposed at comfest.

there were a few great bands i saw that you should check out:
-this is my suitcase
-pirate
-the receiver


here are some photos from my day!

(this man was unashamedly wearing nothing but a banana hammock.)

the only acceptable way to bake bread.

YES.

i know a guy named marty, marty likes to party, party party party...

so, i saw andrew w.k. live on saturday night, and it was basically 100% amazing. i took some pictures and videos that i'll put on youtube later.

but dang.


i sure do love andrew w.k.

here's one photo, i'll put the rest on facebook later.
right now, it's time to party.

holy shiiiit.

so, finals suck. being mostly out of money sucks, too.

too much drama going on recently. bohardt got mad at bundy and threw his hard rock munich beer stein that bundy's dad got him from oktoberfest IN GERMANY out of the window. then bohardt kicked in bundy's window. he gave himself a huuuuge goddamn gash in his leg, and keep in mind that this was all in the middle of a party. so, bohardt was bleeding everywhere, and his girlfriend julie (who is drew's ex) is trying to stop him from bleeding and people keep coming in and just gawking and taking up space in the kitchen.

NOW. julie didn't think that bohardt needed to go to the hospital. the room was basically divided in half, people who wanted him to go and people who didn't. this whole time bohardt is lying on the floor if the kitchen bleeding. drunk people are everywhere. julie is basically too drunk to do whatever the hell first aid she was trying to administer (she actually brought down band-aids. fucking. BAND-AIDS. there was so much blood those things wouldn't have even stuck to his leg) and is fucking with bohardt's wound, and i, SOBER, TRAINED IN FIRST AID...

GET KICKED OUT OF THE GODDAMN ROOM.

i was fucking livid. i was walking to bundy about it outside, and sarah comes up to me and was like, "i'm supposed to tell you that drew drove julie and bohardt to the hospital." i was kind of pissed that no one even really made an effort to get me to help out, seeing as i was one of the only 100% sober people there, AND i'm trained in first aid. eric and jadach saw me ACTUALLY pissed for the first time that night. i don't plan on getting that mad now for another year.

so then we moved the huge beer pong table outside because the living room was all bloody. i kind of wanted to just go home and go to sleep, but i didn't want to be alone, and i knew drew would be all tweaked and pissed when he got back, and i wanted to be there to keep him calm. i decided to do drew's laundry so he could relax when he got back. i went upstairs and bundy asks me, "so what's the verdict? you want me to take you home, or do you wanna stay here and drink?"

"mmm, drink."

"atta girl."

so i drank a bunch of rum. laundry gets done really fast when you aren't coherent.



P.S. bohardt needed to get 4 stitches. it's a good thing we talked them into taking him to the fucking hospital.

breakneck jane's fifteen minute escape.

i'm in love with this song AND the video that was made for it.