In this entry, I kill your browser with lots of photos because I have been hit by a bout of laziness.

SATURDAY, JUNE 02 aka BIRTHDAY PARTY!

Nevermind that Allah and I can only remember bits and pieces from that night (leading us to believe someone laced the alcohol with E or Valium), it was fun. Judging by the photos, yeah?

This would be my birthday banner. Yes. Maribelle is not my real name.

This is me showing some Absolut Bling-bling loving.

How…apt? :D Here, Adam Mordo shows off the party name tags.

WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE???

Okay, I don’t wanna deal with this right now. More photos here.

SATURDAY, JUNE 09 aka COLLEGE (ka-laydge) PANTY PARTY!

Saturday, eight-ish in the morning, after work. We’ve accepted the fact that we live a junkie lifestyle. We just need a dead baby in a crib and we’re all set.

L-R: Helga, Allah, Drew, Anna, and Aa (new housemate!)

This is what we like to call ‘breakfast’.

First, we make a star. Then we attempt to construct the Eiffel Tower with our fingers.

Can anyone say ‘NECK ACROBATICS’?! Also, I super love this shot. If the pitcher were a flower, it’d be so The Baby-Sitters Club.

Obviously quite drunk. But I would’ve pulled the same pose otherwise.

My best ‘Hey, my name’s Helga, wanna play?’ face.

Drunk cheerleader!

Coincidentally, I was wearing the same pair of panties during my birthday party.

Anyway. I’m broke and sleepy. I’m hoping Aa gets her ass back to the city ASAP because I expect groceries!