Archive for September, 2008
Roommate C demonstrates wrestling moves on Rebecca the cat. And I swear, despite appearances, she is totally ok with what follows. I swear.
Let’s face it, this is a lesson I never ever would have gotten, if not from them. My education has been broadened, folks.
Filed under: Roommate C, pets | 8 Comments
But I do wonder what we’d know about ourselves if we knew, with anything more than guesses and flattering lies, what we’d die for.
(There’s only one I’m sure of.)
Filed under: lovelovelove | 6 Comments
At the DMV
I’m in line in front of a Buddhist monk. What are the rules for that? If I let him go in front of me, will it karmically even out the next time I’m here when I fully intend to dress as a Buddhist monk?
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Today’s Playlist
Manifest Destiny by Guster
Gotta Have You by The Weepies
Fools by the Dodos
This is a Landslide by Intramural
Set Yourself on Fire by I’m From Barcelona
Alley Cat by Sherwood
Dances Fantastic by Neva Dinova
Forever Young by Youth Group
People C’mon by Delta Spirit
Annie Use Your Telescope by Jack’s Mannequin
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In case ….
….. you found yesterday’s bruise posts too jarring, (hey, I know it was early) I’ve really classed it up here. I’m wearing undies, and standing in front of a bookcase. You can’t see it from this angle, but I’m also wearing a monocle. Because I’m a lady, bitches.
As you can see, the blue has gone [...]
Filed under: can't take me anywhere, oooooolala, ow | 15 Comments
So then I said ….
…. “Good thing I only have a little money in the stock market. For once, being poor paid off.”
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The only thing ….
…. as obscene, in your face and OMG AWESOME as my last post, is this.
Filed under: OMG Awesome!, movies | 2 Comments
Ow.
But that’s the risk you run when you play musical chairs on the train.
Filed under: commute, oooooolala | 28 Comments
You might go home a mess, but it’s a very sexy mess.
If only I could lick my elbows…..
Filed under: foooooooooood, oooooolala | 2 Comments
What roommates are for.
Valancy Jane – “Are the boots a bit much?”
Roommate A – “No. Who are you fucking?”
Valancy Jane – “So the boots are a bit much.”
……
Valancy Jane – “Should I wear them anyway?”
Roommate A – “Have fun.”
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