February 2009
18 posts
A Book Blurb Blog →
“What they’re saying about what you’re reading.”
It’s like reading the best parts on the back of the book without having to actually drive to the bookstore and fight for parking. Wise.
January 2009
21 posts
I don't want to go out to coffee with you, but I'm...
List Of Possible Excuses To Get Me Out Of Going To Coffee With You:
1. Flu.
2. My car broke down/has a flat/has my mother’s Neil Diamond CD stuck in it/is on fire/does not exist.
3. Boyfriend forgot to untie me again.
4. Flu.
5. My inner child has declared recess and I can’t sit down.
6. I am a Scientologist.
7. I am a Scientologist doing a Master Cleanse.
8. Family emergency:...
Deadbeat tattoo owner.
I was just in the shower and I looked down and — holy fuck — I had forgotten about that tattoo.
This makes me sad, namely ‘cause I have a lot of other tattoos, most of which are never forgotten, almost all of which are proudly displayed, even in inclement weather.
Maybe that’s why I totally spaced on it, ‘cause it’s near my crotch and that’s not usually...
Slang.
I’ve started using the word “sitch.” It rhymes with bitch. And it isn’t a word. Look it up on Dictionary.com. It’ll tell you that there are no results for sitch and it will ask you if you fucked up typing and actually meant sich (in dictionary) or sich (in reference.) You will not have meant that, if you were me. You would have meant sitch, as in, situation.
The...
This dude and the piano.
I’m in the OU student union, which is the only place I can get Internet until we set up our Cox (heh, heh) cable and Internet service. Usually I sit on the second floor of the union, which looks like a glorified hotel lobby, but they’ve closed that section for some private event. So I’m in the cafeteria. There are fruit flies that keep dive-bombing my face, and there’s no...
