Not Spell-Checked

This is what I did after you went to bed, Jade! Guess what? Assbutt. A-S-S-B-U-T-T.

So, watched round two of "Flicks on the Bricks" in Pioneer Square. Last week: Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark. This week: Ghostbusters. Jade brought her guitar along for the ride. Failed to supplement her allowance though. No one appreciates your talent, man. (Who says "man"? Old hippies or people mimicking retired hippies, that's who.) Played the theme song from Lain. Number five in my anime repetoire. Stop being such a whiny ass, you asswhiner. (Directed at Lain) Hey, ASS! Wore the fish hat until the woman sitting behind me asked me to take it off. However, this was only after Jade's chicken hat and my fish had what this woman refered to as a "Fish and fowell fuckfest." Ben failed to make an appearance. Cry, sob, cry. Better luck with Ali and the Cass. I want to call her "The Cassmaster".

I still don't know what happened in this movie. Got bored partway through and started reading Oh My Goddess, which is apparently horrible manga. But do we care? Noooooooooooo.

Drank an energy drink 20 minutes ago, and yes, we're feelin' it.

I talk like such a Portlander. Fake, fake, fake.

Christine: Stop overanalyzing shit and just say "no". I should be the one apologizing to you.