Lessons Learned Through Rereading Old Blog Posts:

I just spent some time reading a bunch of old posts in this here blog dating back to the beginning of time! Cause we all know none of us existed before this blog. (At least I didn't...) And here is what I learned:

- I used to be WAY funnier. what has happened to me? I have totally lost my comedic edge. I used to say hilarious shit all the time, now i'm all "wah wah wah boys are st00pid, throw rocks at them!" UGH THAT SUCKS. from here on out, i vow to be funny again! Bring back the wit! bring back the sass! Jesus, Al...

- Wild Hogs is the shit.

- At one time, everything was so new and exciting! I was partying with all new people, making best friends, and sleeping with different boys all the fucking time. I need some spark in my life! Gutta get out there and try some new shit. Or something.

- James Franco is STILL the most beautiful man in the world. DUH.

- My obsession with Danny Devito can be a little creepy at times. But that isn't going to stop me from loving him. He is, after all, the fucking man.

- Using pictures in blog updates makes them WAY more exciting. I should take more pictures. Oh wait, fuck. I forgot that my digital camera got stolen. Mother fuckers. Gutta work on that. Also, work on getting a computer.

- Remember when I used to post party reports? I should go back to that. This is a party blog, after all. That was fun! I think that was when people still read my blog. I dont think anyone really reads it anymore. Its probably has to do with that not being funny anymore thing. D'oh. oh well!

- Smoking weed in a tent is fucking tit.

- I really, really miss the hot tub. So many fucking awesome and epic nights ended there. we really gutta get on finding a new one guys. well, there is one i know of, its just not walking distance from our houses anymore. Maybe its finally time I start riding a bike regularly. I really love hot tub parties.

- Drugs are cool. Working sucks. Babes are tight. Puppies rule.

I feel like that last line should be on my tombstone or something. It is like the ethos of my life. (haha i just used the word ethos.)