A la Carte, Menage et Trois, same thing...

The last few days have been interesting. With Alex, I ate pizza with ranch, was called homeless by some kids and then later followed George Castanza into a candy shop. And when I say George Castanza I mean Jason Alexander. The guy who married Britney Spears in Las Vegas. Yeah. I played Halo 2 and kicked Alex's ass. 11 times. I am master of the Halo, mwahahahaha! We went to see the Producers and I fell in love with the teal dress. I saw his mansion and made plans to bring Ulrika this weekend. We had Jack in the Crack in the park and La Salsa/Noah's Bagels at my house. The Noah's Bagels only got stuck in there because he thinks he's too good for his own country. So I ate mexican and he ate american- ironic?

With Ulrika, I had Sunday night dinner with the Burkes and saw Kerry dancing half naked. We realized Kerry has completed more school than her older brother KC. And she's a junior in high school. Michael made out with the long haired excited man who practically jumped on me to see Kerry's 11 year old booty shake. Mike's friend Tice was a "Cool New Person" on Myspace and so got 70,000 hits in the first 3 days being on myspace. Mike and I decided if either of us left our girlfriends, we'd bang each other. Molly I know you loved reading that. We swam in her 1000 degree pool and she made me a Bob Marley painting. Her cell phone got disconnected and her apartment phone sucks.

With the other Alex, my ghetto fabulous Alex, I went to a Clippers game. We bumped that gangsta shit in the car, getting priceless looks from all the passing black men. They loved us. In an "oh my god look at those crazy white girls" way. The Clippers won but we barely noticed because we were spending so much time taking pictures of ourselves and dancing to the short, censored rap clips that they play to keep the audience's attention. I ate the best caramel apple of my life which I told Alex not to get me but she did anyway. And that is why I love the bitch. We went back to USC (or UCLA as Mena calls it) and took our chances walking without a bodyguard back to her dorm. Her roomate moved out (which is understandable, I mean who would want to live with Alex with all those boys passing through all the time?)but I can handle it so I decided to move in. Tonight maybe.

With Ava, I got in a car accident. While I was turning left onto Sunset, this lady in a Lexus SUV wasn't looking and turned right into the same lane and bumped my baby BU BERY. I honked but she still didn't see me. Ugh. So that became an unnecessary drama that I still need to deal with. I'm wearing her muffinfilms.com shirt right now and she doesn't know. I haven't even seen any muffin films.

Alex gets his braces off today. Which is good but sad. I love his braces but I guess it's time. I wonder how he'll look with them off. He'll think his teeth feel slimy, it happens to everyone.


So there were no comments on my last few posts for quite awhile and I was starting to get a little worried. I thought, NO ONE LOVES ME!!! And then I realized that I turned comment modification on accidentally and that all my comments were waiting to be approved. Of course they all were. I don't believe in censorship.

Anyay, I'm back and better than ever. Coming to take the world by storm. I can't wait to be back in Portland and away from my dad's bullshit. I can't wait to see all my lovers in Portland, from KC to Malka, Jess and Dave, Ray, all the boys and all the girls who I won't name because I love them all and don't want to leave anyone out accidentally. Well I love you guys and I'm ready to come home. If only I could take just the parts of LA that I love with me...