Is ffffound broken? I haven't been able to see it for two days.

Dang, I miss you guys. All of you and your .gif-fy Photoshop-py goodness. I've been so damn busy because I'm working really REALLY hard.

Want to help me out? Add me to your flickr. No, not MyPe4nut me, work me. Do it here. Doooooo it! My work photos don't suck, I swears.

When I was little, my sister an I liked (hated) to match. Also, our mom was wearing the same outfit, but she's the one taking the picture.

Today, I want to watch boys get nailed in the nuts.



Your turn!

Ess Tee Peed, that is.

Did you get 'em?

Mmmmkay?

It would look smashing in my apartment.

I just got back. I went with seven girlfriends and I tell ya, gentlemen: this would have been a good night to pick up the ladies.

I laughed, I cried, I laughed some more. It was wonderful (scroll down for mini-spoiler!).
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In one scene, Charlotte totally shits her pants. For reals.

ha!

Apparently.

I was (cat?) called "Wonder Woman!" today. I think it was because of my blue tights. Hello!? Wonder Woman doesn't even wear tights! What were they thinking?

had a weird night, that included a Threadless encounter, actually. Not to mention hitting on men that are old enough to be my father (as well as their sons) and meeting lots of cool people.

I will either:
a)blog more later
or
b)erase this because I am incredibly intoxicated right now.

I promise not to get this drunk anymore. But not really.

The End

Isn't it?