October 22, 2008
Oh, come on.
“…You should’ve heard him go on and on about this chick dude. She’s so hot, she took her pants off in front of me, huge tits… I don’t know man, but Shay is a fucking chick magnet. He sits down ‘Have a sip of this, have a shot of that’ He makes it look like a piece of fucking cake. Like ‘oh it’s just a spritzer’ and flirt with them and shit and just let them know that you want it. He could walk in and be like ‘I’m taking that bitch home with me tonight’…”
I walked out of class, bought some goodies from the Farmer’s Market (I know, what am I. Like, 40?) and return to this guy. He was screaming into his phone – it was practically a press release of Shay and Shay’s conquests on Saturday night. When you’re twenty feet away and I can still hear your enunciated vulgar language, it’s free blogging game. Please, someone, save this man from himself.
P.S. – Shoutout to J, 65% stranger, who already knew I had a blog.
P.P.S – 13 DAYS left until…
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Okay, what is this? A scene out of Harold and Kumar? Who talks like that PUBLICLY? Shay is probably ugly and an online predator.
HEY NICOLE! I miss you terribly! Me and Helen want to start our own digital magazine. And you know how ambitious we are… we might just do it.
Living fast,
Jenn
Oh yes: Sleeker, more serious, more pretentious, more self-important… basically, more of everything except for updates!
The citizens of UC Davis sound fascinating. Hope you’re doing well~
-Jared