hey preppy...

p.s. i really really need a digital camera! freddy is staging some sort of revolt against the tyranny of me having an extra day off and he's shoving his carbdoard box house out the door of the bedroom into the hallway like 'can't a nigga get some peace around here???'
 
freddy is very into black comedy as of late. he shifted from irony (thank god... so boring... yawn!) he likes chris rock's 'cracka' song a lot.
he is now fashioning a strong hold in the living room. he's barracaded himself behind the futon/sofa with two boxes and he's yanking on the curtains.

p.s. i figured out later than i should have that i can sing the 'magic' song by the cars to my roommate's cat.