Friday, February 13, 2009

Saturday, December 27, 2008

I promise an update after one full day at Jade. ALL THREE OF YOU MUST COME TO ME IMMEDIATELY!

Thursday, December 11, 2008

"Don't me this stuff! I want to like you!"
-Almost Famous

I HAVE BEEN FARTING SINCE FRIDAY

I just took three benedryl so that i will fall asleep and cease this nonsense
-anonymous

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

I HAVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT THIS SINCE FRIDAY

  

I wanted to bring to your attention how amazing I am, by suggesting a different resolution to the allegorical DJ film Scott, Jaime, and I had to sit through on Friday.


How much better would it have been if the douche with the bad beats was at the duck pond and instead of staring off into the distance and then cutting to a scene of him riding his bike ambiguously into the distance, the shot has him walking into the duck pond in slow motion. 

End scene.

 You all are probably thinking "Maya you are only supporting film major's sick fantasies that  water/human  interaction ,preferably in slow motion, i.e. Adam's co-directing masterpiece, are the most complex visual metaphors to ever exist.


I AM NOT FINISHED. I AM NOT FINISHED.

The next and final scene has DJ douche walking into that ass-pit of  a bedroom and then beating DJ mensa douche over the head with a dead duck.

As DJ Douche stands over the unconscious and badly bruised body of his former mentor, he begins to spin.  And the rhapsody begins.

Credits Role.


I should have been a film major.

-Maya





Monday, December 8, 2008

Movie sex better than porn?

As the debate going on downstairs between Maya and Allison on whether fake sex that everyone knows is fake and sex is hotter than sex that is supposed to be real and loud and dirty but is fake progresses, my Political Consciousness final is laughing along with the girls while I am throwing up reasons why third world countries were romanticized by Students for a Democratic Society.
Everyone is done for the quarter, a celebration is of course in order, however i just don't think it's fair that I'm still hovering over my computer. Hannah's packing is literally creating a storm of clothes and we can both smell our vaginas from our faces.

Scott are you done yet? Are you alive? I hear you're a big fan of those sneaky little pills for crazy kids, which have helped us realized just how misunderstood our little Hannah has been all these years.
I can't wait for San Diego, but mostly I can't wait to be finished. All that's left for me is to put together a portfolio of Foods that Make my Snatch Smell Weird and Dear Monica Lewinski, I Want to Suck Dick.
Can we hang out this weekend Scott? We'll be all alone. Let's do it all over my house.

I will miss you all this break for the moments we are not together, for the moments I will have no one to pick my backne, for the moments I will have no one to talk about different masturbation techniques and for the moments I will not have Scott's eyes to look into.

Everyone be good this break, I'll have some good gifts waiting for you when you get back. Oh and Maya don't forget our Bop-It! Extreme swap.

Jaime JO

Sunday, December 7, 2008

I do this thing where instead of putting the name of a person I am searching for on facebook in the search toolbar, I put their name as my status instead. For five seconds, my profile and likely the news feed of all my friends display just how creepy I am.

Scott Reed