September 2009
Every time I see the ads at Union Square for ABC's...
ohhleary:
Then I second-guess myself when I remember that a rerun of Two and a Half Men was the highest-rated show every Monday night this summer.
As the saying goes, “The world needs ditch-diggers too” — and so we also need “Two and a Half Men.”
August 2009
I was cold this morning.
ohhleary:
I almost ran back into my apartment to grab a light jacket. Hooray! Summer is over!
Oh shut up.
I don't follow people on Tumblr unless I think...
nudawn:
reconnoitre:
Male or female. I mean, what if you end up being friends IRL?
Does that make me superficial?
yes.
Sometimes people need to remember there’s a slight difference between that deep dark hideous place in your mind where you say shit like this… and Tumblr.
Bad news for baxterp and brianvan.
wellwhiskeyfriday:
So, because I got hammered Saturday night and completely forgot about my live fantasy football draft on Sunday morning, Buddy’s Kids was left at the mercy of the ESPN.com rankings, guess who I got as my two starting quarterbacks? (Don’t ask why the hell we start two quarterbacks.) That’s right, Jay Cutler and Eli Manning!
The good news is, as your friend, I have a rooting...
It occurred to me, Jolie, that I made out with Britney Spears… at least according to my Health Ed teacher who I’m pretty sure said something like that if you make out with someone, you’ve made out with everyone they’ve ever made out with (sounds about right) and I definitely made out with a guy who made out with Britney Spears. So! You just have to make out with someone...
Oh for crying out loud. The original is two years... →
Reblog with your least useful talent.
drunkbrunch:
inothernews:
bowlingalleylawyer:skybarn:crabbyalissa:kelsium:
sparklepants:
Mine: Assembling Ikea furniture. I’ve even dis- and reassembled the same kitchen table set three times now. This skill is only useful maybe once a year.
Putting bumperstickers on straight, and being really fucking good at Jenga.
I can wiggle my ears. No lie.
Blogging and/or writing.
I can also...
Terrible. →
And terribly ironic.
It has been brought to my attention that I am dead...
Strangely enough, this didn’t bother me.
Damn it. There is a completely adorable tuxedo-flavored kitten hanging out outside my apartment building. Apparently he’s been hanging out for two days. I patted his furry rump and he launched it up so high and put his head so low I thought he was going to shoot up into the sky… by his butt. Then he wrapped himself around my leg and tried to follow me inside.
I cannot have him. ...
If you can't trust a bunch of felons for... →
Yeaaaah. I’ll be back later.
By the looks of this dude, I feel like we missed... →
But good riddance, you waste of oxygen. I bet you totally wore Ed Hardy.
I guess he heard about Abdel Baset al-Megrahi. →
More evidence of sexism
peterfeld:
You never hear about a “toxic spinster.”
I don’t think anyone’s ever thought of a spinster as anything other than a dried-out, sexless husk of a woman. Exactly the opposite of a “bachelor.”
How can a newscaster promote their upcoming broadcast with a teaser that said something like, “A historic day at Citifield…news at eleven!”? The stadium’s about six months old. Every day at Citifield is a historic day.
Things I am going to feel bad about for aprox 8...
I totally did not know that Linda Hunt is still alive.
Him: How big is a fruitfly's vagina?
Me: I'm liveblogtweeting that.
I just gotta admit to myself -- I'm no longer 13.
So I’m a terrible sexter.