i've gone on about my secret (ok, not so secret) love for bam margera before, so there's only so much i can say..
jackass number two made me pee my pants.
and it made them pee their pants. and poo their pants. and shit in a funnel. and so on, and whatnot. regardless, i have a sick love for hurt-yourself-and-induce-vomiting humour, and when you pair it with a bunch of hot boys, i'm game. i have a crush on ryan dunn - the ryan dunn of jackass fame, not either of the two i know in real life.
obviously, the sequel's not any kind of award winner, but if you can get past johnny knoxville's "i'm the super star" attitude, it was pretty damn hilarious.
in real life, i'm nearly done my second successful week of work on the road. i can't complain about expensing my meals, i ordered so much room service today it was extravagant. really, all meals should be promptly delivered and eaten in bed. i could really get used (and FAT) to this. i head to toronto tomorrow for a full weekend of more work (YES!). what this also means is that i am missing homecoming -- tears TEARS. as a first year alumni, this should be my mandatory attendance year, shouldn't it? ah well, i'm sure i'll have a crew of particapatory grads and undergrads willing to represent and party-it-up for me.. right? RIGHT?
