we have two parties to dj in the next few months as well, which is funny because we don't have real equipment to do that. luckily people don't care how ghetto our setup is. one is even a 50s/60s themed party, and that will be way fun. i can't wait to bust out the gary 'us' bonds "quarter to three" 45 i just found at work. it's funny that we used to do this at family parties all the time, long before we even took getting a radio show at school serious.

i went to the blue suede cruise with beth, amy and tim. while i was there i found this table where people were selling purses made out of records. the front is made of the picture sleeve, and the back of the purse is made out of the actual vinyl record. I FOUND ONE OF MY BOYFRIEND, FATS DOMINO! it has his happy, smiling face on the front and i <3 it. haha it cost more than i should ever spend on a damn purse, but i needed to have it or i would die. and it's the best thing ever. we were disappointed at the flame-throwing contest this year because there was only 2 cars. ugh!

my cool boss left assworld and i'm sad. i mean, my other bosses are cool too...but not the kind of cool that is like "here listen to this social distortion cd that is in my car" or "heck yeah you can leave work at lunchtime because there is a totally awesome rocknroll show in another state that you would rather go to!" i have no one to talk about shows and bands and boys and vintage things with. sob. i hope we will hang out more now though.

one nite when it was really late and i was really tired, i thought it was the funniest thing to start calling beth "beth malph" like ralph malph from happy days. now it is only funny because it's so retarded. speaking of beth malph, it is her birthday on saturday so send her birthday surprises ("birthday surprises?!?" -the state).

the other nite me and feowyn went to see eugene mirman. i warned her that after she saw him she would start to love him a little. i do. funny guys ALWAYS get me. so he was great, as usual. feowyn is great also. i am so glad we are friends. it's too bad that we didn't start hanging out sooner when we had classes together years ago. i rememer seeing her in my poetry class a loong time ago and thinking "that girl is wearing a bandana and she looks like she will totally fight me." silly me.

the other day i was at my familys house and i found a wheelchair in the backyard. if you know my brothers and how much they like taking things out of the trash, this isn't really that weird. so i convinced my mom to push me into beth's work in the wheelchair. i hoped she would see me wheel past the big glass windows in the front, but she did not. so we had to go inside and me and my mom were both trying so hard not to laugh. at first beth told me i shouldn't make fun of crippled people, but then she began coming up with all these ideas of things i could do with a wheelchair ("wheel yourself out in front of a car and then yell! roll down a hill and fall out on purpose!")

the other day we finally went BIKE RIDING! we didn't go at all last summer, so the last adventure we had was two summers ago when me, beth and amy accidentally went on that 14-mile ride because we were convinced there would be ice cream at the end if we kept going. beth rode the cheetah chromium edition ("i wanna be a dead boy!"), amy had the mutha superia bike ("mutha superia jump the gun...") and i had the back water bike ("mississippi moon won't you keep on shinin on meeeee"). this time we didn't go nearly as far, but we still had some fun. i can't remember what we were talking about that made this a valid point, but as soon as we rode far enough away from their parent's house i told them "now we can yell 'VAG' as loud as we want to!" a few seconds later we heard beth, who was lagging behind, yell "hey guys! VAG!" i almost lost control of the bike and crashed. i wonder what the old man thought as we passed him and beth yelled about vaginas. sometime later we stopped on the towpath and amy asked "guys, why can't we ever act our age?" this was coming from the same person who, after the bike ride, was thinking of things to do and yelling out suggestions like "let's get dirty! let's throw eggs at erin while she's in the wheelchair!" oh my god i LOVE not acting our age. i seriously don't even know how. for some reason, as we were riding by the canal the people on the road next to us kept yelling things at us...and only us. not the other riders or joggers or fat people with their dogs. one guy waved his shirt around out the window. another yelled something and the only word i caught sounded like "boner." another yelled out "ASSHOLE!" a few just honked. i seriously don't know what we did to cause such a disturbance. when the one guy yelled asshole we all checked to make sure our buttcracks weren't showing while we were riding our bikes. it was such a mystery to me.

the other day beth and i decided that the phrase "wildly inappropriate" makes us laugh a lot. i can't really explain why, it just does.

yesterday i hung out with my cousin kate from wyoming. when she goes to college in the fall she is going to a place in ohio, so that rules a whole bunch! hopefully now i will see her more than once a year, which is great because she is totally adorable.

i kinda think i forgot some stuff. but i went a little overboard as it is.

xoxo