watching shine a light
and keith richards is on the screen and i’m trying to figure out if i’m watching a rolling stones documentary or a zombie movie.
bristol palin on dancing with the stars. shakin’ my damn head.
just so over it already
what can i say? just. so. over. it. can’t catch a fucking break. if it wasn’t for this coming weekend i’d probably just throw my hands up and join the circus.
reading tabloid mags at the office reminds me of...
i was sooo embarrassing when i was 12, for real. but not as embarrassing as these headlines.
two days away from partying with sammi sweetheart.
getting super into weeds again
like, wasn’t feeling it for a while, but Now it’s all about andy and doug just Killing it.
just gotta say
so unimpressed with the BOYS that hang out in Lincoln Park. seriously, if i haven’t said it before, i’ll say it now: SO GLAD that i found a normal, grown man to date in this city so i don’t even have to deal with it. it began last night at the bachelorette party (which was fantastic btw). okay, i get it, it’s expected that at some point we’ll get approached because...
the short ribs… i… i felt like i made love to them.– i have seen this top chef episode at Least 4 times at this point, but can’t shake that uneasy feeling everytime angelo (the contestant) says this. was also under the assumption that he liked men, but Actually has a russian mail order bride.
the real reason
i made myself a salad for dins is because it was a great vehicle for all of the little feta cheese crumbles that were then loaded all up in there.
I can’t get over the great special effects on true blood.
the most brilliant drunk food
exists at the spot in uptown and they are called totchos. it’s basically tots dressed up as nachos, but what it really is IS SO MUCH MORE.
just rewound the dvr to watch a pantene...
Study: One Third of Young Britons 'Drink to Get... →
whoa, scintillating news from the Independent. keep up the great research, guys.
oh, you know
doin’ important things like eating a red velvet cupcake and watching showgirls.
the wilderness downtown, by arcade fire →
i’m finally watching this after putting it off for Weeks.
one special k cereal bar one pepperidge farm sausalito cookie 8 sourpatch kids eating my bored-ass feelings.
cannot deal right now
into the 2nd day of the MI trip with Ang and I swear to God, his friend reminds me of my ex in sooo many ways. mostly in mannerisms but oh my god there are So Many of them. and they are all the ones which made me realize that it just wasn’t going to work out with us and the whole break-up thereafter kind of felt like i had miraculously avoided a landmine. the whole current experience is...
sitting around in an apartment at michigan state
people are playing war strategy boardgames i don’t understand and i’m chilling on the couch in my pj’s, a fin du monde in hand, and doing my thang on internet. it’s also 11 pm on a friday night.