Hippy KO

Got into a fight with an angry hippy the other night at the Attic.

Me: Dude, you have dreadlocks.

Hippy: Your pussy smells worse than my dreadlocks

Me: How do you even know what pussy smells like? YOU HAVE DREADLOCKS!

just try and make fun of my awesome lifestyle

A bunch of lady blogs have been all pissed off about this "offensive" cartoon that is pretty funny and does accurately depict my life.


I am doing all the 20's and 30's stuff fyi.


Dr Metal and I left our bikes locked outside while we went to dinner at Contogna on Sunday night. Well, honestly, it was drinks at waterbar before, and dancing at LiPos after. ANYWAY the point is that when I got home I found...Bike Basket Trash! I am telling you this happens all the time and for some reason cracks me up.


So I did this in 8th grade...

ugh the 90's are really, really back.




Megan came over last week so I could paint her nails(jade with gold half moons...what??), and they look fucking awesome. Dudes, come over and I'll do yours, too. Dr Metal (my neighbor) will make us drinks. xoxo jf.


I found this in my "drafts" folder from 8/25/08

I found this in my "drafts" folder from 8/25/08.

Post Title: I'll go Disco...

I started Saturday night at dinner drinking really fucking strong mojitos with Karla's parents. They were raelly [sic] fun to drink, then 'd hit a poclet [sic] of rum and realize where this was heading...

Karla and her mom sound the same when they are slurring, and we got along great. Also, now I have a place to stay whenever I am in Wisconsin!

This weekend was the Last Frisco Dicso [sic] Ever...for like the third time.

I came home with mud and glitter on my shoes, and a dude.