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Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Let's hurl a Brick-E-Mart! 

Want to know a sure way to turn me into an 11-year-old? Put me in a Kwik-E-Mart. Today, I finally made it to the Burbank 7-11-turned-Simpsons-promotional-spectacle. And yes, I loved it. They were sold out of Krusty O's and Buzz Cola, and while that's a bummer, I was still quite content. Giddy, even. Yes, my friends, I have seen the Kwik-E-Mart, embraced how big of a fucking dork I'm capable of being, and am now ready to die. Thank heaven for squishies and pink donuts.

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Wednesday, July 11, 2007

I just pulled a 16-hour workday 

Because what I do really, truly matters.

Mmmm... feel the indifference.

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Thursday, July 05, 2007

From Sports Center to mouthpiece of the nation 

I've always been a big fan of Keith Olbermann. Now, he is a legend.

Between this, Mika Brzezinski, and Chris Matthews, I see no reason not to continue making MSNBC my news network of choice.

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Monday, July 02, 2007

She would call me "Mr. Bear" 

Listen, if you're not with me on this one, I don't want to hear it. Some of my friends and I wrote a song back in college about how we would donkey punch Stephanie Tanner. Grown-up Stephanie Tanner, not the 8-year-old. (jerks) We're not bad people. Just honest. And loving. (So loving, Steph) And you know what? I'd still get on that train. I'll be your Mr. Bear, Jodie.

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