Feb
8th
Mon
8th
OH GOD WHERE AM I?
Back in Black(Book)
Today I blogged about how rich people get high (look at that d-berry^) and the curiously named Great American Apparel Diet, which is not what you think it is. Anyone looking for a way to fit into all those garishly colored onesies they purchased last summer will just have to keep on searching.
“Are you and your manicure sick of rolling joints like some poor person? Does weed smoke hurt your delicate patrician throat?” I enjoyed this!
Feb
6th
Sat
6th
Nobody respects tambourine players.
Anonymous people are insulting me on the internet. I must be doing something right.
And for the record, I have two jobs.
Feb
4th
Thu
4th
And in case anyone is still under the impression that I’m not a total dork after that last post, here is a video someone made by mashing up MSI with Invader fucking Zim.
In middle school I had a Mindless Self-Indulgence phase and a Johnny the Homicidal Maniac phase (it’s by the same guy who did Invader Zim). I even wrote Jhonen Vasquez a fan letter from my CompuServe email account. Speaking of dorky.
