Since the internet has long ceased to be free and servers only offer the bare minimum to the people who feed it, I cannot send you the pictures I want. I once declared this website to be defunct but I must rescind that declaration. These college pictures are absolutely too tasty to miss!
Be jealous of all the fun I am having without you...
If anyone has ever been to Makeout Club... |

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This looks like one of the emo/indie rock girls looking for sex. |
Patrick, named after the fireball of love, O'Neill |

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Drew's neurotic, vicious biting cat |
Long Beach State's dorms put on a formal dance on the Queen Mary, a beautiful and grand ship docked along the shore of Long Beach. I invited Erica and David up from San Diego for fun, frolicking, and eggs? (No, that was the Easter egg hunt held the following morning.) They served us a delicious dinner and we got our swerves on all night. It was so freaking great.
These are the players... |

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Meet... Christina! |
Yes, I AM a sexy bitch. |

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You'll notice the picture introducing Robbie is missing... If you don't know who he is, I'm worried. |
This is a common face in my photography. |

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Erica! Wehuevhola! BK 1! Huevo! Beek! |
David! |

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Modeling this year's Marine fashions! |
What's happenin', hot stuff? |

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Yikes, get the hose, we're on fire! (Oh God.) |
We still got it. |

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Man, I miss not being connected to my other half. |
Robbie and me... |

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... look at that hot piece of man meat! |
Hooraaaaayyyy! |

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This is the man I love. Would you expect any less of me? |
Robbie, me, Erica, and David |

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Robbie is a sexy freak. And Dave is missing his sword! |
The second time around... |

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There's just something about love that makes you look hot. |
I miss my cat. |

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Frosty is a dirty boy! |
The Triple Date
As you've probably heard, Robbie and I enjoy dating Erica and David. Namely, because they've proven to be cheap dates, easily impressed, and always ready to give it up at the end of the night. David and Erica came to see us for the day and we invited Sugar and Spice (Maritess and Drew) along for an exciting triple date. The two heterosexual couples enjoyed a meal at the local BJs, after much laughter on Dave and Robbie's parts, and much groaning and hiding of heads on Erica and Christina's parts. We then met up with Sugar and Spice and went thrift store shopping, after getting lost - Thank you, Drew, for the impromptu tour of the LBC - and Erica and I, as usual, were about to pee our pants, so we held hands and ran towards the facilities. Thrift shopping is fun. Why? Three words. Red. Male. Thong. (Was it red? I can't remember.) The date ended on Signal Hill, where you can see the entire city and surrounding areas, including Disneyland and Knotts Berry Farm, Long Beach's makeout point, where all three couples delighted in the love of one another.
I cling on desperately to life |

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What you can't see is Robbie pretending he doesn't know the loser kneeling in the grass. |
Yikes. |

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As this picture illustrates, Dave is clearly a party in a man. |
David: the male version of Erica. |

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I'll bet that made you break out into a cold sweat. Yeah, me too, and I liked it. |
This triple date sucks ass. |

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I wanna go home. Maritess and Drew hold hands. |
Unlike Santa Maria, Long Beach has a makeout point |

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Santa Maria's makeout point is... well... everywhere. |
Rachel Becomes a Woman and The Hills of Montecito
I haven't talked to Rachel Bird in three years, but by a strange fluke, Maritess, Grace, and I ended up at her graduation from UCSB party, where we enjoyed lavish servings of Glenn (and his hilarious bullshit) and cake!
Then we had to go pick up Sonya at Westmont, which was an adventure in its own. A note of caution: I know I'm biased towards women, but Don't let women navigate! With some conflicting directions (turn right on La Paz, which only goes left), we found ourselves on top of a high high hill, looking out across Santa Barbara. Spectacular. So we took some pictures from Grace's sun roof. Then we almost drove into a small river in the middle of the road. After climbing some hills and channelling what felt like summer camp, we arrived to Sonya's open arms. Then we drove home talking and munching on reduced fat cheese snacks.
"Did you enjoy your SNACKS?" - Trader Joes checkout man
Yay, for Rachel! She's the coolest. |

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I think I ate too much cake... |
This is what happens when three women navigate... |

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Where is Sonya??? |
Heheee! Wheeeeheeeee! Yay! |

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This is right before we drove into a river in the middle of the road. |
Awwww... |

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Look at my little Rubby taking a nap. |
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