probably the best birthday ever. rawking out to blake schwarzenbach, dancing on a movie-theateresque folding chair, drinking a whiskey and (diet) coke. i'm so impressed with myself. lauren and i partied hard, ate french fries, got into more bars, and convinced a random indian man to eventually get a septum piercing. unfortunately, though, we didn't witness him actually do it.

all in all, a successful start to an enjoyable birthday.

20 should be pretty sweet, even though my love for justin bieber has gone officially from "odd" to "fucking creepy."

so yesterday tiina had a potluck at her house. laura and i decided it would be tropical themed and therefore brought delicious desserts.

also  i bought a coconut.

oh yeah, you know you're into it.

i named it jeffrey and laura thought i was a loser for it but dgaf, because it is an awesome coconut, and i got to smash it against a wall. straight up coconut doesn't taste like much, but what it does taste like is fucking nasty. therefore i used it to be a vain little fuck and take pictures with my coconut.

aw hellll yeah.