"I call it a jump to conclusions mat... get it?...."

Wassup biatches...
I just spent ten minutes writing a big ass entry and when I went to post the bitch it made me log in again and wiped the whole thing out. Oh well, fuck it.

I finally got a chance to read all the back posts on here so now I'm all caught up wich yall.
Howdy.
Congratulations Mrs. Lara on tying the knot. Sounds like you're doing good. The puppy looks cute. Enjoy the pink apartment.

I have to defend myself against a stab that Dom took at me about two months ago on here. I have a very good reason for not finishing the "seniors 05" dvd. It's because I... errr.... ummmm.... uhhhhhh......

Man, how 'bout this weather. Crazy I know.

Anyway, I'll get around to it some time. I just haven't had time this summer between running around Cali and banging with Kate all over Europe. Errr... I take that banging comment back... Hold on, I think I need to vom........................................................................................................................................
just kidding. luv ya k8e 80

OK, I'm back. But no really. About that dvd. I needs pictures from people. Certain people whose names rhyme with Tara were supposed to get me some pictures. Some other peeps said they'd get me some photos too. Basically, if you're reading this and going, "oh yeah, I was supposed to give those pictures to Luke," then you should get up off your money maker and pop those bitches in the mail.

Yeah, so I'm working in Orange County at LPA inc. I'm working on k-12 schools pretty much doing architectural bitchwork, but it's all good. The firm's cool cause it's really young. Lotsa party people up in thur. I'm about ten minutes from some beaches which is tizight. I'm only about 45 minutes from where Greg and Dom live. Come to think of it, we were supposed to get together and hang out... (ahem, cough, gag, choke, hint, hint).

Word, so yeah, I'm tired so I'm gonna hit the sack, but holla at ya boy.

I'd like to leave you all with some inspirational words from one of the most briliant designers I've ever had the privelidge of knowing:
"Hold up, is that my cornflower? You know it goes with my tape!"