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fuck the bejing olympics.

fuck them for lots of reasons.

</end rant.

I must say that this was so spot on.

“Spontaneous Idealists are creative, lively and open-minded persons. They are humorous and dispose of a contagious zest for life. Their enthusiasm and sparkling energy inspires others and sweeps them along. They enjoy being together with other people and often have an uncanny intuition for their motivations and potential.”

“Life for them is an exciting drama full of emotionality”

“spontaneous, enthusiastic, idealistic, extroverted, theoretical, emotional, relaxed, friendly, optimistic, charming, helpful, independent, individualistic, creative, dynamic, lively, humorous, full of zest for life, imaginative, changeable, adaptable, loyal, sensitive, inspiring, sociable, communicative, erratic, curious, open, vulnerable”

“literature, art, music, parties, concerts, travel, dancing, eating out, joint pleasure”

After a beautiful drunken night with my beautiful friends, drunken bitching, drunken laughs, drunken dancing which are created into a whirl of a beautiful memory. This morning, we went to Mel’s and on the place mat we wrote out everything we hoped for this summer to be.

Summer Goals

1. To make Matt cry!!!!!! (Asshole!)
2. Drunken nights and lots of them
3. Popscene
4. To sleep with a(n) (un)reasonable amount of men
5. Drunken kisses, cool nights, marijuana
6. Diners
7. Gallons of alcohol
8. Pictures to remember what happened and for the sake of memories
9. Beirut, Alkaline Trio, and lots of cuddling
10. Giants games, walk the bridge, go on an Alcatraz tour…drunk
11. Bondage a go go!, shroom, Pride!
12. Listen to lots of oldies
13. To get piercings and tattoos
14. To always be fashionably dressed
15. Documentation of all embarrassing memories
16. To be officially dating Jovi…aka make him my boyfriend
17. Go to the zoo…drunk
18. To ask random people to take our picture
19. Beach days
20. Get a prisoner pen pal
21. For Kristen to become a diner waitress
22. To buy $18 stripper heels

Also, it appears that I have some daddy issues.

Today a friend and I went to the Haight Street Festival, and after buying a “How to Handbook for Jewish Living” and he, a belt; we came across this gem of a band. And drinking Jack Daniels in beautiful weather- I couldn’t ask for much more. Edibles could have probably made it better.