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Feb
24th

Tue

In Retrospect,

The mussel shirt probably could still be vegan if worn exclusively underwater. Sorry, Hunter. I bet it would be bulletproof, too. No wonder your face made my camera ignore most of mine.

Note the out of frame necklace! Natacia made it and it is awesome. So is Natacia. She’s made of kittens and clouds, you know.

We had some free time after Thunderdome: Studio Edition, so Natacia, Mark, and I had a pool party. Everyone else had a window party. Later that night, Mark took us to get food because we started chewing on the furniture. We walked to RFD and I got me some pasta.

good loooord that's a lotta money

After this, we walked back to the hotel for a brief resting period and then we were off for tattoos! Raine and I were too young to participate, so we settled for matching nipple piercings. (Not pictured) My sister got a tattoo in my honor just behind her ear. Here’s her head:

We walked back to the hotel after this and went to bed. The next day, we all parted ways and got on the internet. I’ll miss all you guys. For those of you who think this is the last of BT, you are can suck it! You’re wrong! Lex Luthor WRONG! It’s far from over.

last group photooo

I know everyone looks bored. This is just one of the many moments of silence where no one could think of anything to say and we didn’t really want to leave. OH SHIT I JUST REMEMBERED I FORGOT TO EAT THE CINNAMON BUN. Sorry Christy!

Excitement!

SO. we get to the studio and prepare for AFI. We walk down a little path with trees with red poofies and see them chilling on some benches in the shade. Nobody really moves at first, so I move in for hug/handshake party. After some nice greetings happen, gifts are exchanged. Mine are crappy, Natacia’s are boss. Shame on me! We then enter the studio, Davey tells me someone is interested in my hand in marriage, discuss things about Watchmen that make me disinterested in the movie, and listen to the song that we would be singing on. The song will literally make you bust a nut once you hear it. I will not say anything else. Note: The FLASH FLASH picture is not a picture of the lyrics. It was a written demand and we all had to obey, even us wearing dresses. I was allowed to add a line in my terrible handwriting. However, Davey said it made him feel better about his own. Works out for errone. After we sang, we got to hear a second song that is going to gitcha pregnant. Be looking forward to it or else I will get you pregnant. We all went outside after that and mingled for a bit. Smith kept trying to get us back in the van and it didn’t go well. I took a few pictures and Hunter arm wrestled me. I lost. He then suggested a shirt made of barnacles to improve my performance. Not very vegan, Hunter! He tried to run away but Smith was like

the law

Also, I was told that I had on a nice dress. It made the girly part of me happy. I gave Davey a pretty crappy hug and I feel bad about it. I also look displeased in my pictures, but I assure you all that I was not! So, I tried talking to Adam but he was like

keep kids outta jail

so I ran into the van. He felt really bad about it and gave us all a gift. I won’t say what it was, but I’ll say that he punched a tree in half and whittled it with his teeth. His eye teeth.

I would write about how grateful I am and how much this means to me but there simply is not enough room and there would be too many capital letters. Instead, I’m gonna post this picture.

This is a very important picture.

California: Knowledgeable on parties.

Hopefully I won’t be repeating anything you’ve read before!

20th: I get on a tiny-ass plane and fly to Phoenix and made Christy have a heart attack. Sorry! After the plane ride to LA, we find Raine, Natacia, and their guests with Smith and flying cameras with people attatched to them waiting for us. On the drive to the hotel, I learn that LA is full of cars, stores, and more cars.We all got checked in and rested for a little, except Christy and I, who searched for Brock so as to bother him a bit. By the way, there are boobs in the rooms.
For dinner, Smith drove us to Universal City Walk, where I killed King Kong. THEN SOME BOWLING HAPPENED. I did pretty crappy, and a man who will remain nameless scored a near-perfect 5000. Goddamnit. On a happier note, a box was emptied and Adam later showed up to say “Hello” to us. Let me recreate the scene: Adam: Hello. Adam told us about the time he stayed in the same hotel, where he got confused and fell out of bed. Clearly the bed’s fault. When the night was over and we were all angry at bowling, we went back to the hotel. Around midnight, a fire alarm would go off and cause some wardrobe malfunctions and confusion. I didn’t notice as I was busy watching The Fifth Element. Fuck yeah, Bruce Willis.
21st: I wake up and want to barf. I don’t, I just brush my teeth and head to Christy’s room for cinnamon buns. OH, by the way, Christy had cinnamon buns. This is very important. A cup party later ensues.
We once again piled into cars and drove. But this time, Mark was with us! Mark was busy bein’ cool and having a jorb and wasn’t able to meet us until Saturday. All of us went to the good Astroburger where Mark challenged Whitney and I to a contest. It was a draw. After filling us with food, we were driven to AFI’s studio where we would all want to barf up aforementioned food.