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I don't want to do it again, but I would like to do it differently.
Just started watching Hotwives of Orlando. So far I'm an Amanda with a Phe Phe rising.
It's raining and a blimp with a video screen just floated by my apt like I live in goddamn Blade Runner.
In the middle of season 2 of Game of Thrones. I have no fucking clue as to what the hell I'm seeing here. When does it start making sense?
I have decided that once I'm done with this job (soon, very soon) the only other job I will accept is feeding and playing with otters.
Hey people who slip into a restaurant and say "oh we just made it" just as the door's about to be locked, nobody likes you. NOBODY!
Twitter was invented for people who would read the back of the same shampoo bottle over and over while sitting on the toilet.
I think I'm going to start listening to voices in my head. They give good advice like eat more veggies, read more books, murder neighbor.
The upstairs neighbor is training her elephants how to Double Dutch. Super early morning sessions are a must.
Checked the TV listings through midnight tonight so that's my weekend in a nutshell. Bathing and dressing are optional. Drinking? Well...?
Middle aged adolescent. I'm not making duck face, I'm making cow snout.