J: i think i’m in love with that cleo gurl
J: her and cassandra claire
J: i will stalk j00!
J: funny satire web gurlz
J: and i will profess to luv j00
J: but then i will kill j00 b/c i am mad jealous of yer prolific writing of funnies!
#: who’re cleo and c.c.?
J: cleo is troy in 15 minutes
J: cc is the very secret diaries
J: still #1 in my heart
#: you will woo them
#: or rather, w00 them
J: and still gut-bustingly f’in HI-larious
J: i will d33ph34t j0 h34rt gu5l !!@!
J: i wi11 pwn4ge j00!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Let’s goooooooooooo tokyo!
More music goodness. Hope i can still get tix…. 😛
Lots and lots of bird calls. If you’re sick and tired of confusing your horned grebe with your eared grebe, look here…
Indio, CA May 01 – 2004
Coachella Music & Arts Festival
A late start (we rolled into the spacious and ! air conditioned Thousand Palms Red Roof Inn at 4am that morning, so we slept in and rocked the IHOP for pancakes n’ eggz before heading over to the concert) got us stuck in traffic so we missed the early-early stuff, but we got there in plenty of time to feel the full effect of the desert sun on my watery, semi-translucent New England complexion. It was hot, GD hot and that’s really all that needs to be said. I drank seven bottles of water Saturday and went to the bathroom a grand total of zero times while I was there. Do not attend one of these things if you are averse to being dusty, sweaty and gross. But you care not about my hygeine, I can feel that, so onto le musique: Continue reading Coachella 2004 (and all the random Google hits it will bring me – token rings be praised!)