VACATION DAD
VACATION DAD
EVERYBODY
GET IN THE VAN!



VACATION DAD
VACATION DAD
DON'T MAKE ME
PULL THIS THING OOOOOVER!



VACATION DAD!
VA-CA-TION DAD!
VAY CAY VAY CAY VAYCAY

SOMETIMES YOU JUST DON'T WANT TO SAY

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WE COULD CLIMB UP THE FIRE TOWER

Whitney just made a post that made me realize how much I like seeing other people's Stickies. SORRY, that is so weird. I'm assuming everyone else likes it, too. Here are mine:



Also, I lived through the night! Phew!

MY HOW THINGS GET STRANGER

I had a panic attack in my kitchen at 9pm and turned off the burner before I left the room, but really I didn't turn it off, I just turned it all the way down because I am a moron. I didn't realize this until 12am, at which point I lost my shit. I have all the windows open right now, but I have to close them before I go to sleep, because only half of them have screens. Where the fuck are all the screens. I'm going to move my mattress into the sunroom because it has a fan in it, so I'll sleep in there with the fan on and those windows open. Hopefully I will also wake up. If I don't update in 24 hours, I'm probably dead in my apartment. Someone come get me.

WE WILL GUARANTEE YOU THAT HE WON'T BE VERY NICE

I think that the existence of Redbox DVD rental stations are slightly detrimental to my existence as a person. I say this because I rented Paul Blart: Mall Cop this week. Redbox stations have also provided me with things such as the sequel to Center Stage, The Rocker, and Underworld: Rise of the Lycans. I spent last night with The Uninvited, which is actually scary as fuck and features that dumb preteen ghost bitch from Ghost Ship. If I ever get sent away to a hospital or an institution, I will know to not write home, because there will ALWAYS be someone to intercept those letters!

I saw The Hangover yesterday, and it was SOLID. It's a well-known fact that I love bro comedies with a lot of dick jokes, but this one far surpassed any expectations I had. I saw it at Block E and there was a couple sitting behind me who apparently had never been informed that people are supposed to be quiet at movies. I turned around and asked them if they planned on shutting up, and then we had a quick argument that involved me being a big enough asshole for them to move away from me instead of vice versa. OKAY, not sorry, because whispering is still making noise and it's still annoying when I paid six dollars to hear the movie and not some dumb shit commenting on it.

Yesterday I told Colin that my musical life is in shambles, AND I WAS NOT JOKING. This happened and is fucked up beyond belief. Murder By Death and The Loved Ones on a tour together WOULD rule if it wasn't going to be here (and if The Gaslight Anthem wasn't headlining). I also made the decision to skip the blink-182 reunion tour based on videos from recent late night TV appearances. What the fuck? They're almost painful to sit through, and I couldn't even finish the first one I watched. I want to see that band 10 years ago, not now. BETRAYAL EVERYWHERE, YOU GUYS.