fucking vera bradley tote

fuck you and your fucking vera bradley tote
and your maxi dress
and your rainbow sandals.


fuck you and your fucking vera bradley tote
knocking me over
while i try to squeeze by
on the muni.

fuck you and your fucking vera bradley tote
do you understand
it's the muni
carry your bag in front of you.

common courtesy.

for my 6th grade crush

GNARCOTIX X IMINUSD PROMO from Gnarcotixsf on Vimeo.

check out Gnarcotix.

strange to see people on fix gears who can actually do tricks...

crazy huh?

Gnarcotix are from SF, and are sponsored by iMiNUSD..check out their website (i guess, i dont know why i am whoring for them) http://www.iminusd.com/

i had a dream last night that mariah carey killed herself because nick cannon dumped her...

so relieved once i woke up and realized that was untrue.

too tired to think.
too tired to write.
too tired to be creative
at all.


cant wait for school to start.

ew..perez.

lindsay ftw. as always.

stories from camp: gender neutral?

pixi: "will you take them to the bathroom?"

olive: "yah sure."

(i proceed to take the boys to the bathroom)

and later found out...that that wasn't a boy.

and i later found out that she pees standing up..

perplexed.

stories from camp: nature walk

directions: alright, we are going to go on a nature walk around the park. you are allowed to pick up whatever you want and put it in your bag. you will then use those materials to make a collage!

child: "olive, can i get grass."

olive: "yeah."

child: "i wanna find flowers!"

olive: "ooo cool."

child: "i wanna find monarch butterfly wings!"

olive: "...yah. good luck with that"

hah. this song

follow my new blog

http://ziplessfucks.blogspot.com/

this one will still be in use though.

after living a year in the city..

i suck at driving.
i am a serious road hazard.
i almost caused like 5 accidents
in the last 2 weeks.

so.over.driving.

hickeys@work...eughl.

"uh...your going to have to cover that a little better."


thanks.

(301): Yo, my girl thinks she's pregnant, so I've got a DD for the wedding. Sweet.

someone asked me last night if i was a lesbian..

i took it as a compliment aha

Fuck My Wife, You My Slut For Life: An Ode to Chlo.

This post is dedicated to the Seinfeld to my George, the Jeff Greene to my Larry David, i will wuv u forever.


let's take a stroll, shall we?

this is really just a collage of our friendship via the internet and facebook pictures :]

i bet you don't remember this, but thanks to me saving my myspace messages and comments, we can re-live



(names have been blurred to protect identities)




we did a lot of things together. but mostly danced in cars.





and annoyed people.





and took pictures of ourselves.













CHLOE.

C-cunt
H-hates cheese, apparently.
L-long ass weaves.
O-livjuice.
E-eeeeeee

HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY YAH CUNT!

pt. II

are you just a blog voyeur, is that what you are?

do you just collect the interests of young lady bloggers?

i don't mean to sound spiteful. i don't know if that sounds spiteful.

i guess by me clarifying that, in some way, i meant for it to sound spiteful.

hmmmmMMMmmmm.

dumdididum

i hope you know this is about you.

who are you?~~
don't get me wrong,
not a who ARE you?
but a
who aaarrreee youuuuu?

who are you?~~
i am extremely curious,
i looked at every link
every flickr,twitter,vimeo,youtube..even tmblr.
but can't tell
who you aaaarrreee?

i even searched your name in myspace.
that cleverness backfired..
your name is ~apparently~ very common.

i like when people click my name too, and when people e-mail me too

tr3becc4@gmail.com

i like this

John Wesley

"Maiden", Screenprint one wove paper, 60,7x50,6 cm
1965

tagging, the adopted hobby by white middle-class hipsturds.

is now officially overexposed, thanks Jessica Alba for ruining this outlet of my self-expression. my individuality now must be channeled into a new hobby..

maybe knitting will come back and be hip in 2k9? i'm banking on it.

meh...

"The Hangover" wasn't that good.

but that one guy was super sexy. the fat guy was kinda funny at times but mostly a wanna be Jack Black. Heather Graham was kewt, aw, I like Heather Graham. The bride was a classier Megan Fox.

The music was seriously straight out of my 8th grade dances.

I dunno, wasn't that good.

/blog.

"Every woman adores a fascist" - Sylvia Plath

how utterly depressing

and true.

off topic, as if there was an original topic, whaddufuck is up with tumblr? i don't get it. why not just have a blogger..

tumblr seems like an outlet to just post randumb internet memes and quotes..

maybe i should consider getting one.

dedicated to my best frenemy

marching down market,
i said, through wet eyes, "i just don't want her life to be harder."
you smiled at me and rubbed my head.