They call me "Mess"

My friend Jamie n' me went to this fucking crizazy warehouse party ( mere blocks from my own abode, yay!) and had a buggy blast! We walk in and they give us pipe cleaner and fuzzball bug antannea headbands..and I was fucking *sold* Mixel Pixel ROCKED (yay! new obsessions!), and I was sweating and dancing and had way too many Sparks! It was wonderful and the whole party theme was like, the prom on a bad acid trip. This is me and Tasha @ about 6 in the morning, walking home, with the sun a-comin up. GOOD TIMES. Seriously, this picture cracks me up everytime I look at it.. damn I look crazy! Is this what I look like all the time in the wee hours?! Someone shoulda told me, oy!

HAHAHA

Okay, I'm over it. Look, even Tasha's like, "Whoa, bitch."

Now look at this:

WTF?! I'm appalled at this mistake by the otherwise uber cool Fearless Music tv! Boo!! Nightmare of You's got nuffin on my Elefant..! Ahh, local bar..she is a-callin. She's got a Irish accent, and she's a hot Irish bartender. Um, *he* is. Um, I give up on so much of everything.