WTF are these!?!?!

so... I stopped at 7-11 for a coffee on the way to work per usual. As I am walking towards the counter, I catch a glimpse of these bad boys. I thought right away, "WTF are those!?" and I decided if I did not check them out right then, id be thinking about what the hell they were for some portion of the day. not sure how big.

So I bought them. What does a taco at midnight taste like anyways? well... I tried one. They taste.... EXACTLY LIKE A TACO BELL SOFT TACO!!!! I am not kidding. its creepy. even my buddy at work agreed. He said, "dude you can even taste lettuce flavor." Super weird.

They should make a Tacos at 2am next. You know... a little last call taco run maybe? They could taste like bad phone numbers, numb beer throat, longer walk back to the car then you remember, and every adorable girl who didnt notice you existed. Then they could smell like that draft you get when you open your wallet at the taco joint after last call... you know... that waft of old leather and no money left? or in Vansickles case... a velcro voltron wallet with nothing but a expired library card and a half filled subway stamper.

(I just made fun of two things I can get behind. a velcro Voltron wallet would be money.)

Get back to work.

- Cody.

wish i were dunkin instead...

so. brad and i went to vons for some stuff. and for the record, pepper jack cheez-its, the brand new flavor... kiiiiind of a disappointment. although i am currently trying my first ever arnold palmer green tea lite, and i have to say, im a fan. consider these things my new drink. oh yah. done and done. brad is sitting next to me dunkin oreos in milk. kind of wish i was doing that instead. even though milk makes me want to cut my own stomache out. id rather drink the syrum from the inside of that then milk. any day of the week. milk is disgusting.

we have alot of stuff to write on here. we just need to find the time to do all of that. stay tuned.

- Cody.

Brad and I are un-american because we hate Dane Cook.

flex.

you know that feeling of loss? the black void left when you lose 'the one'? knowing your soulmate probably just slipped through your hands for good? welcome to my sunday.

....brad.

Dearest Summer:

Please get here already.
The cooler is packed,
The limbs of my clothing have been removed,
I threw away my socks,
Your music is playing,
Smokey Joe is itching,
and Cody got a haircut.

Shall we?

nevermind.

is breathing just the ticking of an unwinding clock?

"when the music died, two ends of time had been neatly tied."


Posted By : Cody.

p.s: this cosmic sadness is just here to remind you that without love, breathing is just the ticking of..."

oh yah another "i forgot post"

get used to these...

we arent as big a jerks as this page makes us look... well makes ME look. if you can take it for what its worth you are badass. if you cant, go read the newspaper instead.

thanks.

Posted By : dude...i wonder.

P.S: i think somethings on fire around here somewhere.

ugh... really? just read it and try to keep up dummies.

i dont even know where to start. oh wait, yes i do...Brad is fillin in for someone on posting on this thing. dont worry he gets that im kidding when you dont. lame.

so, anyways... as a start im keeping this post clean because i have no clue whos reading this. probably noone.

went to vegas with steve for punk rock bowling. didnt end up bowling a single frame...or watching one bowled for that matter. tried to leave early enough to get there in time for the off with their heads show friday but didnt even come close. probably my fault mostly. whatever.
got thrown out of the tropicana. no fault of steve or mine. our pal dana threw a chair off of the balcony into the parking lot below. room full of security and everything. they took steve with them somewhere and left dana natasha and i in the room without any clue of what might be happening. steve mouthed off to them alot. i made a joke out of it... big surprise. i asked the guards if it would be appropriate if i got a pic with all of them and they said "no." sucks.
we then got escorted out, threatened with arrest if we ever went back in the building. i dont understand the big deal...it was a 10 dollar wal mart p.o.s. chair. we thought about going and buying a new one and presenting it to the front desk the next day but we didnt want to get arrested for being nice. so eff them all day. pretty sure steves banned from there for life. hes the only one they have on file. haha. thats quite an accomplishment for him i think.
anyways, what else is up...
im moving in with steve and big brad in a few days. i came home today with the intent of cleaning up and packing. didnt happen. i did the dishes...well the dishwasher did them at least. that was about it. i got lazy. another huge surprise.
my next door neighbors moved out as i was leaving for vegas...so now some young blond chick lives next to me. i think her and her idiot boyfriend already hate me. think i care? think again. ive tried to say hello to them twice and they have been straight cold blooded. jerks. i was on the balcony on the phone during a little argument and i realized the chick was out on hers about ten minutes into my voice being raised. im sure that didnt help. i hope her apartment falls apart like mine has in the past 2 and a half years because shes obviously a jerk. her beatles haircut dummy boyfriend is a jerk too. he should go buy some more 30 dollar t shirts at sun diego with bright pink ink on em. wow. maybe im the jerk. probably not.
huh.
finally got to see off with their heads last weekend. bought a hoodie. they rocked hard. wont elaborate much more then that at this point in time.
i realized tonight that if i worked at subway my least favorite part of the job would be having to say the word "toasted" the entire shift. id rather scrub porcelain. that word is annoying. i do love toast tho. adding the "ed" on it drives me insane tho. weird.
got MAD sick after vegas. mainly because of dana i think. enough said.
i was going to talk about how i ordered some new vinyl tonight but decided i didnt want to.
im super tired. i really hoped this weekend would rock but i have a strong feeling it will not at all.
ok i think thats enough for now... or something.

Posted By : Cody.

P.S: my apartment smells like something is cooking in the oven right now but nothing is. lets hope i dont get "toasted" in my sleep. i just threw up from saying that.

almost forgot

im moving in with brad and steve in like 9 days. cant wait for that to happen.

Posted By: Cody.

p.s: i love doing a ps.

off with their heads rules

went to vegas this past weekend. steve and i got thrown out of our hotel. i dont think he can stay there ever again. long story that is really hilarious and i will post the entire thing later. im only posting this as a taste... because i want everyone to know this thing is still living strong. we both have been mad busy and stuff. keep checking back.

vegas insanity stories to come within the next day or so. and maybe some pics. get into it.

Posted By : Cody.

p.s: being sick sucks. go to bed. i am.

*cough* *cough* excuse me.

i could crush this blog with dialogue right now. theres so much to talk about! but, i am sick and should have been in bed hours ago. call it what you will. just dont call it fillin in. because that my friends, we never do. well...maybe sometimes we do. but its rare. get with it.

im going to bed and if im not feeling better by tomorrow morning..ill post a super good entry with all the things that i meant to say tonight. sorry this one wasnt that funny. call me sick, call me tired, just dont call me late.

goodnight friends.

Posted By: Cody Code.

p.s: Brad pissed off the waitress at hennesseys...story to come tomorrow. night.

p.s.s: oh yah...its 2009. good luck with that. bye.

stupid

if you think jeff dunham is funny...please do us all a favor and go jump off of one of these...




Posted By: everyone in their right mind.


deal with it.