July 2009
28 posts
how is it already August tomorrow? on top of all the other problems this presents, it means my milk is gonna expire sooner than i thought.
NYC’s Meatpacking District is beyond gross. I wish they’d bring back the trannies and cow carcasses.
License plate on car ahead of me reads “FML”. Seems like the DMV has a new set of letters to look out for…
I think Obama should be forcing the White House front door open when Crowley arrives. RT @BreakingNews: http://news.bnonews.com/iecj
i need recipe suggestions… i want to make something delicious with my one super-tiny and sad-looking tomato.
There’s no bigger buzzkill than spotting a millipede on your wall at bedtime…
think there are any hot girls named Matt Oliver?
abruehl: I’m friends with another Alex Bruehl on Facebook. He’s pretty cute, but I think we both go after men.
TexAxile: I found a Jennifer Oliver for you http://bit.ly/pxXkn
In addition to my puppy exchange idea, I wanna start a build-your-own-dog website where you can buy an animal like you design nikes online.
leather band-aids, mirrored trashcans, floating soup spoons… and that key-ring. i’m liking everything Amron does…
GofGHamptons: “The Best Guests Come Bearing Gifts”… The House Share Key-Ring
my sunny plants all died because there was no sun and a bunch of rain. so i bought shade plants and now the sun came out and killed them.
the nice thing about Stella Artois… you can talk about your beer and yet it doesn’t sound like you spent the night at home, alone, drinking.
right now, the Serge Gainsbourg channel on Pandora is changing my life. and Stella is making it even better.
two of my friends from high school got married & had a kid a few years ago. i’ve been meaning to connect with them, but i never made the time. and i never had a chance to see their baby. now i guess quite a few years have passed, since i just noticed that their kid is now fully grown and has his own facebook page…
It’s 1 am, and I’m walking on a nearly empty street in the Meatpacking District. There’s a guy walking 20 feet behind me, wearing my same outfit. I’m trying to walk fast. I need to stay ahead, so I don’t look like I’m copying him.
AdrienField: See, I bet if you were wearing a jacket with a belted waist, that wouldn’t happen. Unless it was me walking behind you.
do you know the really slow, single clap that turns into a big applause in any movie with an audience scene? (i just watched that awful movie Wet Hot American Summer, and it happened after the nerd did an unexpectedly brilliant performance during the camp talent show.) why doesn’t that ever happen in the real world?
after a little research, i found a video. here’s a slow clap montage.
