January 2012
2 posts
NEW BLOG! →
cause you’ve suffered long enough.
December 2010
14 posts
I See New York, I See Frants: Movie Review →
perfecto.
BLACK SWAN
And now, though recognizing there are quite a few fine films coming in the next few weeks, we have my favorite film of the year. And the complete opposite of my previous fave film, The Kids Are All Right. On the surface, Aronofsky’s story of a prima-ballerina…
via frants
i like this song.
forever21
when school just let out?
forever going to be in anger management.
pay-per-minute massage chairs directly next to...
I plan on dying there some day.
my new job is to watch this forever.
life.
November 2010
50 posts
off booze AND marinating chicken?
single file, fellas.
that twix commercial with the cheating boyfriend?
you know… his girlfriend sees his phone receive a text and is like, “so-and-so-with-a-genderly-ambiguous name needs you right now?!?!’” and he’s all, “oh, um… <pauses to eat twix and buy some time> yea, you know… my boss! he’s so needy!” and she’s all, “oh…ha ha ha… i’m so silly! love ya babe!”...
just saw a commercial for a tube-free roll of...
whatnow?
this particular green initiative really resonated with me. like.. yes. YES. tube-free toilet paper. truly brilliant. our planet just got like, ten years younger. at least.
uh oh.
just opened a can of seltzer and took a swig and definitely felt a small chunk of something flow into my mouth and down my throat. it was too late to do anything about it. i felt it, looked down at the can, grimaced, and decided it was probably just a piece of an olive i ate moments before, or like, nope, stop thinking…it was just that. just an olive remnant set free from a tooth cave by the...
i know i touched on this before, but the fax machine in my childhood bedroom?
i cried at the bar about an ex on thanksgiving...
in my defense, it was really subtle and didn’t last long, but still…
that sentence.
happy thanksgiving
why do the parade singers even pretend to be singing in real life? or better yet, why are these professional singers/performers all so god damn terrible at lip syncing? they move their mouths to words for a living. eyes, cameras, and attention in general are focused on their mouths like, 80% of their waking lives. i mean, i’m essentially a nobody (womp womp), and i’m a fucking great...
i really wanna talk to you about hibachi...
but i gotta get my thoughts together.
really though...
do news anchors who are always sitting wear real pants? or skirts? like, formal bottoms? cause i wouldn’t. i could hardly keep my formal pants on at dinner in a public restaurant.
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i want to be an I Didn’t Know I Was Pregnant reenactment actress.
more people lose their shit as oprah gives away... →
i don’t watch oprah. and i do find screaming audiences awkward and cringey, but these videos just made me cry in a joyous manner. also, i’m drinking wine in a bathrobe alone, so… you know, that might factor in a little.
are you the guy that crashed into the minivan?
i don’t…think so. which one?
you know how i know you're a troll?
wtif:
you went to the Mumford & Sons show, turned down advances from a roadie, then came home and watched Troll the movie on tv til 3am.
“She’s the egregious stinkbeast that everyone, absolutely everyone, hates...”
– Richard Lawson
