May 10, 2011 at 7:49pm
Ah, spring. Escapism and void filling are in the air.
May 6, 2011 at 12:51pm
‘What Child is This’ is the bastardized Christian remix of Greensleeves. Fuckers.
May 5, 2011 at 3:13am
I’ve got my breezy spring Latin lover look down and fucking locked. If you don’t hear from me for awhile, I probably got deported.
May 2, 2011 at 8:22pm
I joined a gym. I should probably call a veterinarian soon, as my pythons are fucking sick.
April 27, 2011 at 10:59am
Late to my own dinner party. My hair is wet and wavy. I certainly hope no one minds if I look Puerto Rican at the supper table.
April 25, 2011 at 7:31pm
Lying on my bed in boxer-briefs and an oversized Dead Kennedys shirt. Time Magazine knocked on my door to take my picture for Sexiest Man of the Year, but I didn’t answer.
April 24, 2011 at 7:57pm
Day drinking, listening to Tom Waits, and staring out the window in a cardigan that looks like a gray and black kimono. I have this Ms. Havisham thing DOWN.
7:54pm
Boner City. It’s a state of mind.
7:53pm
I’m a smeared swipe of red lipstick away from being insane today.
7:51pm
Okay, so I’m chatting with two ladies. Should I host a fight to the death, or should it be like a competitive reality show? So You Think You Can Jorge?
