welcome!!!!!

well, well, what the fuck do we have here?  another BLOG???  really???  yeah so i got bored of my abacus and my SONY SPORTS CD WALKMAN ! ! ! and created yet  another   blog.

so right now as i type this, it is 2:15ish am sunday night/monday morning.  nicole is watching inside edition or access hollywood or some other such dishy nonsense, my kitten fidel catstro is passed out inbetween us, and i am faceplaming at miley cyrus and all of that... celebrity worship... etc etc... i mean whatever i'm down for some dish, but at the same time i can't listen to miley cyrus talk about anything.  i'm sorry.

oh fuck a duck i got distracted.

blog.  blog.  blog.  ok so basicly dylan has a blog.  and well it inspired me to get back into the blogging game.  i mean, look, i'm no spring chicken, ok?  i've been blogging since before blogging was blogging, ok? BLOGGING SINCE 1997!!  "you've been blogging since i was 9" - nicole.  but other than some stupid ass myspace bullshit halfass blogging (that served me well when i was a myspace whore) i haven't really been on top of my game.

so i hope to remedy that by contributing to this on a somewhat regular basis.   basicly, if dylan updates his blog, i will do the same.

here's what you can expect:  mopeds.  guitars.  tremont.  service industry bullshit.  gossip about my friends/enemies/aquaintances.  since nicole is reading this as i am typing it, she will be included. "whatever" - nicole.  here's a little tidbit: she loves me.   lots.  so any boyz that want to jump her bones, get in line.  it starts behind me.  way behind.  like. around the block.  and past the post office.

so today we went to brunch with matt and shandra.  true story, we called all of our tremont friends, and no one picked up.  this was at, lets say 11ish.  i wanted to go to the triangle cafe cause a1) kate whitehouse b2) tom and i had a moped date c3) i wanted a nutella crepe.  well when we called matt he was all like "um... yeah that sounds good... maybe shandra wants to come.... i'll get back to you after a shower" or some such nonsense.  then we called shandra and she was like "oh yeah... that sounds good" and then nicole HEARD MATT IN THE BACKGROUND.  nicole : "um... was that matt?" shandra: "yea.. he's right next to me"  well that cracked me up.  matt and shandra, if you thought it was a secret, well, it's about as secret as dan and jill spill was that night he came back to lincoln park pub to pick her up!!!!  LOLZ!!!

brunch was awesome.  i ate way too much.  then later we went to aldi's and got car mats and foodz, then goodwill where we scored an AWESOME ski suit for nicole.  um.... more about that later....

i'm tired.  i ate too many cookies.  i hate that farenheit doesn't turn the fucking ringer off on their phone when they lock up.  cause i can hear that shit when i am trying to watch tv.  who the fuck is calling them at 1:30 am anyway???

my next post will be moped related.  get over it, scooter boyz.  mopeds are the hotness.