Babyteeth's Journals

I'm only here for the bullshit

...yeah. the bullshit.

I'm off to vegas in two days. I'm really not looking forward to it one bit. People get all excited about Las Vegas for some reason that I don't get. Everything about it is fake, unnatural, temporary, and somehow, sterile. To me Las Vegas is akin to some fucked up science experiement with bacteria in a incubated petri dish. The worst of everything is there and three fold. I don't get it. I'm sure once I get out there and start getting around people I know I'll relax about it, but still, I'll be ready to get home on wednesday night and have me some boo time

que Loverboy on the stereo

It's the weekend and I am wholey excited about that.

So I figured I need to make with the blogging on this thing since I indeeded on coming here and flappin' my gums. And we're off! :

added some photos of The Boo and myself. We are stupid...but we are fun and we genuinely enjoy each others company, that and she is ttly hott n, like, stuff. omg. By the way, I spit hot rotflbuckets.

Lastly, I finally understand why some of these people insist on spelling their names in completely ridiculous manners. It's so jaded old men with chips on their shoulders can't come in here and outrightly ask why anybody gives a fuck about particular "internet celebrities". Call me old fashion but why should anyone be paying attention to a dudes who wears dresses and chicks with no brains.

Goodnight.

ahoy!

The name's Cameron, pleased to meet you.

I'll make this more aesthetically pleasing in the days to come, but right now I've grown tired of all this internetting.

aidos.