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.


Wednesday, July 11, 2007

I just pulled a 16-hour workday 

Because what I do really, truly matters.

Mmmm... feel the indifference.


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.


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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