three. fucking. hours. talkin’ to the roommate.
what the fuck, people?!
god…oh god…it was…
::sputter::
i haven’t recovered fully, i don’t think. creamed christ on a bike, yo! ::shudder:: the most specialest thing ever, in the history of the world. wow and right afterwards, i get an im from the rockstar and he’s all ‘i missed you tonight, i wish i could stay on and talk to you.’
::gah::
like i needed *that*!!!!
in other news, i introduced jetta to the midget. ;) and it was good.
brandon boyd unites us all with his h0ttness!!!
