so after the first pants making session, we're hurtling back to bex's place in my low riding videogame mobile, and a lynrd skynrd mashup starts playing. Naturally, beckity casually mentions that guns n roses is playing the next night.
I got tix from a scalper and so the madcap friendship was born.

Bex is down for anything - from supa chill to supa fly. She can hang in the grant for days on end and still hold her own, and has artistic talent matched by very few.

She's kind of like the perfect non agressive fighting fish who still is so colorful and wiggly and flares her gills to the joy of all around her.


I think i'll call her killer.

this chica is one of my new favorite humanoids. we got to her triangle alien pad in hawaii this NYE and her creative quinoa surprises, along with her bubbly, playful spirit kept us more than alive. then i get back to SF and am thrilled to find out we are neighbors and that we share more than ugly-face-making skills. i love you for being an intelligent, grounded, sweet, hot, spicy, and 10000% pure blast.

she is so NOT over easy.

bex is the lady-prince of awesome.

bex has quite the mouth, but you can never say she doesn't call it like it is. for example she once sent my roommate an email declaring him to be a "mammary-loathing cocksucker." isn't that just precious? it's so hard to take offense to anything she says, if only because every time i hear her be aggressive i envision myself holding her by her head at arms length whilst she swings her little fists furiously to and fro.

just precious.