In Catalan, take in the glorious sound of worn-through wiper blades. Play the vid below in another tab for heightened reality.

“If it seems like I am picking and choosing the parts I like from this book here, it’s because I very much am.”

Ah, college. Such crazy times! Truth is stranger than fiction, no doubt!

It is 2004. I am in graduate school and my boyfriend is a DJ. One night after the club closed it was clear the party wasn’t really over so my sister and I decide to invite everyone to our house. My DJ-BF just packs his stuff up at the club and brings it to my house. We end up with about a hundred people in our two…

there was also my first full moon trance party in goa india, christmas eve back in the mid 90s.

there was also the gods and goddess party that i went to down in chicago, back in the 90s. i dressed as lucifer, which i could pull off since i had some small stage horns and a black silk suit with a black silk shirt and tie.

in my final years of university, i lived in a housing co-op; a 10 bedroom house with 12 people living in it. we were well organized; we had regular house meetings, dinners five days a week, food, cable, internet, house jobs, etc. we were also house that had the number 420 in the address, and therefore a bunch of…

My flatmate and I had a housewarming.

The one where I wasn’t the ridiculous one:

Wooohoooo!!! I have so many of these I don’t know where to start. This will be an ongoing project over the weekend. OK I’ll start with a pretty tame one, but that was just insanely weird.

Ridiculous as in awesome. it was the mid 2000's, the year before the recession hit and southern california was filled to the brim with lifted trucks, ed hardy shirts, and everyone was drinking jager bombs.

Spring/Summer, 1986. I am a junior. My best friends parents are out of town. We schedule a party, the word spreads. We have a band scheduled (the core members of this band would later on become actual recording artists - you have heard of them). We had to prepare “Jen’s” house.

my mum was away for the night, i was 17, I took all the pictures off the walls and taped up the door to her room, my friend had just made an “investment” of 1000 microdots, 40 0dd 17yr old grunge kids trippin there asses off in my house, I kicked everyone out at 7am, mum was home at 10am, tidied I hoovered, I burnt…

I have so many, highlights:

The last time I drank tequila was in 1996. My BFF/roommate and I went to a party at a friend’s apartment. BFF was going to tell a boy she was in love with him, not knowing that he had chosen that occasion to announce his super-gayness. Whoops!

i will always love the sunshine skyway bridge for exactly this reason:

I tried this game after reading the article and found it to be a delightful experience that made me think about how I spend my day to day/relationships and examine how I wanted to spend my life and then I DIED IN THE MIDDLE OF A SENIOR SOFTBALL MATCH BECAUSE I OVEREXTENDED MYSELF

I remember buying Alter Ego when it first came out for the C64, or more accurately, convincing my parents to buy it for me because it was “educational”, rather than just a game.  In addition to the safe, respectable lives I led, I remember getting abducted as a child, and I think there was a scenario where you could…

Man, the guy in the garage was so nonchalant. 

So they need a Jeep again, after all? Something you can quickly fit more than three of into a C130?