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and playing music and eating.

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These are (ashley) long overdue…

Some incriminating photos of Joyce that I took a while back. My camera is shitty so sorry for the bad quality, but SHE’S GONNA EAT BUTTER! THAT’S SO GROSS.

GET IT FATZO!

Thangs-doin’

Ashley really had to poop last night and we were already in OP, so we decided to poop there.  I REALLY like going to the downstairs men’s room to do that (but mostly only with Nathan Beck), so we took a field trip in there:

Ashley, droppin’ a deuce.

Kim pleasantly surprised.

just a bunch of students.

My favorite foto from the night

And then there’s this series, which I LOVE, because it’s so hard to get Ashley to willingly pose for a picture:

After I told her how nasty those her shoe would probably be from posing with urinals.

fin.

Oh, & then we went wooing before we went home.

Currently, Joyce & Ashley are NOT living together.

Ashley is away in St. Louis, and I miss her. :c

Additionally, I also miss a lot of people, like Jessica Endaya, who will be leaving the heart of the US in two days :c :c

Poop.

Guess what, everyone??!

I have like a 100×1023891247918734 pictures of Ashley sick with Swine flu!

jokey jokey, ashwee.

Nooooooo!

I think I have the flu! (swine flu???). and buh-lieeeeve me..you don’t want pictures of this. I’m a (snot-filled) mess!

Uhm, what?!

I have not forgotten about this blog. I had, however, forgotten that I posed for that shot against Cathy’s door. How weird!

Why does Joyce always have to post the worst photos of me?! *sigh*.

We drank a lot Friday night and got real crazy. I slept through all of Saturday night’s festivities though. I just didn’t feel too well still. I would post some photos, but I haven’t taken any recently. Anyway…

Joyce and I still live together.

“Ashley Loves

milk butts.”  That’s what it says on the white board on the fridge.

I originally started this blog, with the intention of keeping it a secret from Ashley, but it seems that she’s forgotten about this blog anyways :c :c :c :c :c

Sneaky Sneaky.

Hot Eats & Cool Treats at DQ, ya know?

Sloshed with 20/20.

Blitzed with Honey Whiskey.

–j

ppppphat

There haven’t been too many shenanigans.  At least none that have been especially noteworthy.

Except for that time, yesterday, when we all went to Il Spazio and Ashley had a hummus wrap and salad, and then we went to Dairy Queen only an hour later and she got a 4 piece chicken basket and an Oreo brownie earthquake and ate all of it, minus some fries and 2 chunks of brownie.  FATTIE!

Girlfriend needs some fat.

Anywho, there’s a lot of discussion about getting this kitten named Mikey from Iowa.  We’re going to make some awesome, awesome trip out of it though, and we’ll be getting Indian Buffet while we’re at it.  This is like the event of the season (for Kim and me) and it is going to KICK ASS.

Ashley carries a ssssnakeskin umbrella (SEXY!) and we shared a really silly secret/desire today about what we’re planning on doing in Seattle in a few months, OMG, she is going to kill me.

–j

UGH

This cleanse that Joyce is doing is driving me crazy! You can’t survive 10 days on lemon and salt water! Her refusal to eat anything of substance is making ME hungry. How can she do this to me?

Last night we went for a merry stroll around the ville. We wound up at the residence of Cathy, where we engaged in some Gossip Girl and some girl gossip. We talked about food, boyz (omg I’m so embarrassed), and Little Big Planet.

Then Joyce and I went home and made an omelet together..which I proceeded to eat by myself. >_> Onions, tomato, green peppers, sausage, cheese, mmm nom nom nom.

the om nom nomlete we made.

Then we had a quik photo opt to commemorate our successful teamwork.

Us gurlz.

Meanwhile, I put on Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home. The verdict?? Two thumbs down. Totally sucked. Not. Worth. It. But it did give me an opportunity to spout off a bunch of useless fact about Star Trek and Leonard Nimoy. So dreamy.

talk about sex appeal.

This morning I ate Star Trek waffles. I drowned Sulu, Kirk and Scotty in maple syrup. YUMZO. Currently, I have been harassing Joyce about her eating habits, or lack thereof. She was going to attempt push-ups, and I threatened to stick a plate of food under her face.

I’m going to force feed her.