I got a Duck Hunt tattoo. Why? Because. Someone remind me to upload a less gross picture when this is healed. UPDATE! LESS GROSS PICTURE ABOVE! GROSS PICTURE AFTER THE PAGE BREAK!
I was so busy working/twerking at E3 that I didn’t get many pictures aside from me and Pikmin.
While in LA, we got to hang with my good friends Kyle and Bobby. Here’s a photo of Stephanie, Kyle and me at my favorite bar in the world, Tiki-Ti. I’m drinking a Blue Hawaiian!
The day after E3, I got to go to Universal Studios, where I met Optimus Prime with my friend Nikki.
Some pervy guy named Milhouse wouldn’t stop checking out my butt while we were there.
And then I made out with Jaws, because I live every week like it’s Shark Week!
The main room of my house has cabana furniture and hand-drawn strawberry wallpaper.
My first floor right-hand wing is a kitchen, featuring a chocolate fondue fountain and fresh fruit bar!
After dropping cash to see RFTC in both Sacramento and Denver because they won’t freaking schedule a show in San Francisco, I managed to win tickets to see them play with Suicidal Tendencies, courtesy of Converse. It was an amazing show and my first time actually getting to see RFTC live. You can see a very unflattering shot of me about :40 seconds into this video.