March 2010
Oh my God. Is an Alanis Morrisette song really speaking to me right now?
I just can’t fight it.
“Mo can’t even get dick on chatroulette.”
– Krisanne to Jess last night.
Hey now. Okay yeah, that’s true.
THere has not been one time this week...
Where I have NOT accidentally capitalized the ‘H’ when starting a sentence with a ‘Th’ word or writing “thanks” at the end of an email.
Is this some sort of syndrome or am I just that sloppy? Let me know.
THanks, Mo
Brian Van's Equipment is coming out tonight for a...
You should come check it out at tonight’s Twestival.
Just took a walk outside and ended up behind two different ladies wearing skirts and no tights…which afforded me the view of all the male reaction shots. Here are my thoughts:
1) Guys? You’re ogling these ladies like you haven’t seen legs before. There is a Spring every year. I promise. We may put them away, but we do take them out again. Boy hardy, it’s like the 1920s...
[I kinda gave up Tumblr for Lent… if you’ve noticed my absence. ‘Course, that didn’t mean I didn’t check in once in a while on my buds. But I felt this development warranted breaking my Lentiliness (whatever, I’ll have a fish filet tomorrow and we’ll be back on track)].
