15 posts tagged “boston college”
I went to Boston College and my whole family loves BC Hockey, but I actually got this shirt at the Salvation Army on Hoover and Pico right here in LA:
I am so obnoxious.
Ryan,
I meant to make you a mix CD of songs I would like to recommend for the show CD, so I'm posting all the songs I'd think you like here.
Please use one of them, but that's all I'll hold you to.
Love,
Auntie Molls
This is my friend Kevin:
"My 21st birthday was pretty much the same. Except Snoop Dogg wasn't there. And there weren't woman wearing nothing but painted on paw prints. And it wasn't in a club, it was an in a small condominium."
This is Sean Kane:
I love him.
Sean and I were in Shovelhead together and he's one of the most hilarious and fun people I've ever met. He's also really good people. I've told him many times that I want a son just like him some day because his shit is on point.
This post is seemingly coming out of nowhere, but actually I had good reason to think of Seany today... I ate some Buffalo flavored Doritos just a moment ago and no one I know shares a greater love for both Doritos and Buffalo-flavored things than Brother Sean. No one.
Miss you, Broseph.
Kevin is Fred, Ania is Velma, Griff is Shaggy and Jim is Scoobs. I was the only person in the group who fit into the Scooby costume as-is. Ania probably would have fit too, she's just a little thing. I still have my Daphne costume and almost wore it on Halloween this year. The skirt was so short that I'm pretty sure my face was red the entire time I was on stage.
Two years ago I went to visit my college writing partner Ryan in Tenafly, NJ for a long weekend. We smoked pot with his friends from high school, ran around New York, and ate these cookies his grandma makes in his basement. They are called "melting memories" or something. Every time he'd say the name, I'd crack up and shove more cookies in my mouth. His parents were nervous about us sharing a bedroom (LOLzzzz), so he slept in the basement and I took his bed. He had free AOL CDs taped all over the inside of his bedroom closet and his parents had a cross hanging in their room. Also, his mom has a sign above their back door that says "Back door guests are the best guests". I probably made a few jokes about his mother being an anal whore, which she is not. Actually, she's a very nice lady. It was a fun weekend.
Yes, I used to be blond.
I no longer give in to the munchies ever. They are simply a mind trick, and if you give in you will end up like Carnie Wilson, I swear to you. I read an article with her in which she laid out that the only reason she used to be completely obese was because she used to get blazed and eat her face off. That pretty much kept my hand out of the Cheeze-It box. If guilt doesn't get you, vanity will.
My Shovelheads and I referred to Thursdays as Pussy Night. This song seems perfect for today: