December 2009
last four days in jamaica. really not complaining about 80 degree weather and all-you-can-drinkinclusive. back to VT just after we hit 2010.
wikipedia:
English: They’re mine Patois: Dem a fi mi
obviously not celebrating christmas. Instead, like a good jew, i am heading off to a caribbean island. where when someone tries to take my shoes, i can respond with “DEM A FI MIIIIII”
Preparation for a day at the track.
stuffmygirlfriendsays:
“I cheated. I only fake-tanned my arms and legs. If I get drunk and get my butt out I’ll blind the horses.”
hahahahahhaha
AARON STOP POSTING THINGS... BUT SERIOUSLY(?)!
textsfromlastnight:
(607): : am i supposed to send the mass text ‘merry christmas!’ to my booty calls too?
Booty calls are people too.
On the radio, Queen's Freddie Mercury was singing...
stuffmygirlfriendsays:
“Gay guys are always saying how much they like fat chicks. I think it’s because they don’t have to fuck them.”
why won’t this hangover go away. ow.
thedailywhat:
Late Night With Jimmy Fallon: Jimmy and The Muppets perform a permasmile-inducing rendition of “The 12 Days of Christmas,” accompanied by The Roots and the incessant squeeing of your inner-child.
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i enjoyed this immensely. reblog.
brittany is back which means i’m geting druuuuuuunk
sitting in my bed
listening to passion pit remixes. (my favorite is still the one with starsmith, featuring Ellie Goulding- if I had a link of it other than grooveshark, i would link it.) Can’t decide if I should go into town tonight and you know… see my friends?
yes( )
no( )
maybe ( )
so encorewam
which i guess you can check out via encoretv.com, or something like that
has appropriately entertained me and amanda all day. first we got The Parent Trap, and then 10 Things I Hate About You, and now The Babysitter’s Club. Plus there was just a commercial for Royal Tenebaums, Dirty Dancing, The Nightmare Before Christmas, and many others that go in the Brooklyn vault of...
nine hours to get home? no big deal. HELLLO VEEETEEEE!
the start of a snow storm means movies on the couch with hot apple cide&rum and chocolate oranges. what more could you want?