Hi. This is amy. SO this is what i was thinking. Peter he’s behind me on my roomate’s bed bitching about the taste of vodka. and i’m like duh! so whatever. and this liz is on my couch passed out. but i got to see peter’s pastey little south philly ital-yaaan ass prance down my block. so it’s all good. quote of the night. “i’ll show you sumo wrestling.” I don’t have fixations with mugs or anything cute like that. my impression of peter “my nipple smells like coffee. pop jargon blog wark” roomate’s talking now. what? i don’t know. what is she saying? i don’t know. huh?! not listening! more impressions of peter “trio was choppy this week. my nipple still smells like coffee. or is that espresso?”
by krisis
[…] Finally, now that my beloved and sarcastic co-communication fiend Amy has promised to blog with some regularity, i’m contemplating getting a Philly webloggers ring together – not just bloggers, but webloggers. Phloggers? Dunno… if you’re from the Philly area or go to school here drop me a note about your interest. Just think!, we could have a bi-monthly pub-crawl just like meg, tom, and the rest of the UK crew. And, i’m personally hoping to have CKfieldtrip ‘02 be to South by Southwest – which reminds me: field-trip #1 is this Sunday. More excitement about that when i allow myself to contemplate it being only five short days away; if i start thinking about it now all you’ll hear out of me for the remainder of the week is incoherent babbling and squeaks of boundless joy. Not that that’s entirely different from the current content, i suppose. […]