Real good time. Proof that L(y) is certifiably insane:

E: What did you end up doing for the summer? Porn? Prostitution? Convenience store? These are the questions that keep me up at night.

L(y): Well, I tried to combine the three and ended up selling gas to my pimp and turning in racy pictures of cigarettes to the photo shoot. Then I gained three hundred pounds, dyed my hair stringy blonde and renamed myself "Erma." Ok, it was funny when I said it out loud...

This reminds me of a gross encounter I had at Yankee stadium in the bathroom. This woman who was noticably anorexic and with hair bleached to within an inch of its life was in the bathroom touching up her makeup. She was obviously drunk and had toilet paper hanging out of her ass (ick) and she had these very long nails, but one of them was broken and hanging on by a thread. she kept talking to the girl standing next to her about how disgusting her nail was but how she didn't want to do anything about it because she didn't "want to lose it." All the while, she's applying lip liner which is remarkably darker than her lipstick color (very trashy). She must have been a Met fan :-p

Guilty confession of the day: I want to see Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle *hangs head in shame*