Yes Man!

"Have you met my friend Ian? He's a computer hacker. He helped me erase your MySpace page, and your band's MySpace page, and your FaceBook page. Happy networking asshole!" Allison (Zooey Deschanel) in Yes Man

The Secret

I am thin. I am grateful for being thin.
I am wealthy and have an abundance of wealth.
I am grateful for an abundance of Joy and Love.

HMM. . . http://www.smh.com.au/news/national/150-million-battle-to-keep-the-secret/2008/05/17/1210765254572.html

maybe my favorite new site

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I knew I loved Torrington CT

Congratulations!

Thoughts on SeekingArrangement.com

Shave that shit off your face

If you respect yourself get rid of the picture of you in your underwear
Admit your not 32

Stop taking myspace-esque photos of yourself with your camera phone
If your over 16 don't ever refer to kissing as making out
If your "married and looking" don't post a picture of yourself
Don''t elude to a Ménage à trois unless you really want an escort
You have no business soliciting a model and asking for no bs especially the way you are
G rated my ass, or rather theirs
"Look at similar profiles" really? I look like a 37yo tranny?

You aren't fooling anyone with that picture of you at 18

Legal Pads

I have terrible anxiety and I've found the only thing that fixes it is carrying around a legal pad and writing down lists. I mean pages of them. I'm even anxious about adopting a puppy, and all I want is a puppy. And a juicer, and lasik. And 16-18 summer dresses. And this book

Grounded

I'm grounding myself until Friday. No phone or internet privileges. Completely out of control.




The things I manage to do while blacked out are mind bottling. Create an email account and password, who knew?

drunk blogging

i mean apparently that's what happened

Hulu

"It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia" is fantastic. HULU limits itself to 5 every week. I have a song I just have to remember it.

Hulu

It's changing my life. "It's always sunny in Philadelphia". ALL OF THEM!!

Motorcycles and me

Every time a motorcycle backfires it scares me out of my skin. Whether I'm in the apartment in Brooklyn, or walking on the street, I feel like I'm having a heat attack. I fear this will be my demise.