ROCK-tober

yeah... rock-tober has gotten so old. i refuse to type, write or even say that phrase startiiiing....NOW!

okay, yes, i am lane and this is october. ahhh, my favorite month of the year. it's just chilly enough to comfortably drink hot chocolate but still warm enough to sweat during physical activity. yummy. i have lemon jell-o in the fridge....it calls to me.

i shall ignore it for now. mmmmyes. speaking of desiring foodstuffs, heres an actual conversation between me and (newly taken) peter.

Lane: *calls peter*

Peter: mmmmyesh?

Lane: *in horribly fake spanish accent* hola, el petero! what you is dooing?

Peter:*in the o-i'm-german-but-i-don't-care-because-i-have-my-sexy-undershirt-on accent* Fixing to eat meh hamburger.

Lane: well, you're going to talk to me for sometime before you do.

Peter: but, i'm hungry, lane!

Lane: i'm better than a hamburger!

Peter: you're right.

Lane: i know. *after hearing a sigh from peter* so, what are you doing besides lusting after a hamburger?

Peter: lusting even more after the hamburger...


Such are the conversations of lane and peter. *applause*


I need to go eat my lemon jell-o and take polaroids of myself so FINALLY i can send one to Chuck.