Mobile uploads from last night. I'm annoying.

Hey, I'm a real artist now. I hung this in the BFA gallery with no approval. I am a real asshole since no one is going to take it down and paint over the ink that I got on the wall. I mean,
someone is going to do it but they're not going to be happy about it. I'm just like Banksy. I'm
just like Banksy. I also signed it for some reason. That's dumb.

Why did I wear that shirt. Anyways. I ordered some LONG ISLANDS last night since Nick introduced me to them and I know their, uh,
efficiency...and I can say that in Nick's short time as a bartender he made a better one than all three of the ones I drank last night. Either the kid's got a gift or he was just being a friend.

This photo has tags on Facebook, but fuck it, let's do an old-school LJ-style role call for this one. Left corner going upwards, motherfucker, we have Whitney, Steve, Holly, Kevin, Chris, Brigette, and Ryan. It was Ryan's birthday yesterday. Holly made him brownies. Aw, man, we should've called Eric Garcia. Looking at this photo reminds me that there is brownie all over our kitchen floor. I have blood under my fingernails.