bull fucking shit.

lml got up all ass early and practiaclly froze her fingers off walking across campus after having studied for your ridiculous test and then you cancel class. not kosher. since she is here now and needs an excuse to warm up her hands, then typing is the answer. have not blogged in forever because weirdest thing ever happened and story had become too long to even bother with but here goes:

tuesday
nothing much happened except for realizing about an imarobot show that was occuring the next night. found out at about 11 or so and about shit pants.

wednesday
lml and lmp attended show after feasting on taco bell. by the way new cheesy beans and rice burrito is fabulous. see shy brandon at show and discuss some girl's hideous eye makeup. he wonders where the prime place to get humped by the singer of black black ocean is. we don't know and decided to set up camp right in front of the mic. so bbo starts and right away during the first song he attacks lmp. lml inner monologues : "sara, you've been chosen!!" and the sky opened up and a heavenly choir of angels burst into chorus and then lml was laughing so hard and couldn't stop when he came over and attacked her and shy brandon. lmp became pleased later on when he sort of grabbed her hair and serenaded her. shy brandon was pleased when he ended up holding the man in his arms, we dared him to kiss him but he declined. inbetween bands we discussed the headliner "the magic cyclops" we decided not to stay unless his magical eye shot glitter out of it. then imarobot played and they really rocked it. lmp was once again molested by a singer even though the boob grab was entirely on accident. afterwards he remembered us from the last show and gave us a hug. he eventually wandered off though as he was too drunk to carry on any conversation.

thursday
ate at bear rock cafe with john and it was surprisingly tasty. pretended we had traveled to vail in 3 whole minutes. (crazy mountain lodge decorations) anyway, after eating free sample pastry came to the conclusion we needed dessert. into the car we go and drive aimlessly until...barnes and noble! walk inside and peruse the magazine section but we soon tire of it. "oh come pet these teddy bears, they're soft like a towel..." exclaims lml looking up and seeing a tall tall man with a book making a beeline for her. "oh, oh, i'll get a good one for ya." this would have been strange in itself as lml had never seen him in her life but the man had one eye, and skin grafted over the left side of his face and this weird little nose that looked kinda like a pigs. and the nose was trickling a little bit. now lml, you say, it's not nice to make fun of someone's disfigurement. well i say, he was fucking hilarious so it's okay. this guy could've been a standup comedian as long as he was armed with other people's jokes. basically we spent 20 full minutes laughing our asses off. "oh, oh," he'd exclaim as he'd point to one, "that's just sick," or the equally zealous "how do they come up with this stuff?" imagine these in a minnesota mom voice with same inflection but no accent. these were usually followed by a smack on the arm like "yea, don't you think so?" after we'd go into stitches he'd stick up his finger as if to say "wait for it, and, ah yes here it is" and the finger would gracefully arch upward like the gloved hand of a debutante and ever so gently tapa tapa on the page. then we related our favorite far sides to each other. good thing john didn't say his inner monologue aloud "hey remember that one where they're sitting around eating grapefruit and they're all cyclops'?" that would ahve been bad. he had a weird friend too who ambled off to listen to the mars volta and came back to ask if we had tickets to the nuggets/bulls game. uh no, why don't you ask somebody in the sports section and/or someone who cares. the cyclops had us cornered but we eventually got away by using the "had to meet parents for dinner 45 minutes ago" excuse. sped the hell out of there and continued laughing for the remainder of the hour until found someone we could tell about it. kelly won the honor.

saturday
call up kelly. her story is as such "so i was at the mall eating chick-fil-a and i saw this really tall man. and he was with this little guy and he kept laughing and hitting him on the arm. and then i wondered why he had silly putty on half his face. then i almost choked on my sandwich."

apparently friday wasn't important. and with that we're done.