Doc, Mari, Aya, and Mikey Gruber
:: Wednesday, July 21st, 2004 @ 4:55:12 pm
:: Tags: General
Anna Abernethy, Alex Tabah and I stopped by suburban Miami to see Mari and Samuel Gruber for dinner. I only met them last year, but already I feel like Mari has adopted me as a son. While I was there I fulfilled my duties and cleaned up her computer, which was infected with all sorts of bad things. I also finally met Aya and her husband Brett. I have heard a lot about Aya over the past year and am happy to report that she very much lives up to the hype: cute, smart, musical, and hydrophylic! [see some photos]

Okay damnit… if you don’t want me to talk about depression anymore, YOU CANT TALK ABOUT YOUR “FAT” FACE!!! :)
pinches your cheeks
I guess it could be worse. I could have a fat head AND be depressed. :)
Or what if you had just one fat breast? That’d be super weird! One of them is all toned and firm, the other a double-D!
I dunno if i’d be sad or aroused.
hahahahah syndromes, u crack me up. if i had such an imbalance of the chest, i’d be … troubled. because it’d be like impossible to get myself the necessary undergarments.
(apologies for taking echeng’s blog into the sewer - but hey, that has to be expected to some degree with me around I think heh heh)
You could always get one of those fake outer silicone boobs - “Curves” I think they’re called? You know how people hang art on their walls in their houses? I was thinking about getting a set of those and having them be “functional art”. Rough day? Go grab a handful.
Well… it sounded good at the time anyway.