recession party a-go-go
March 2009
59 posts
February 2009
78 posts
batali, lemmonex, sweatpants, wine at noon and say anything. fridays off are awesomesauce.
Some people have japanese bukkake porn, i have traderjoes.com
Book Review: Twilight →
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(Please forgive me if this has all been said before, and better, by people given to more timely pop culture samplings.)
I am officially old and crotchety.
Twilight is an evil book. A bad…
The scariest thing about Twilight was finding out how many of my girlfriends non-ironically loved it.
casey from season 3 is going to be chased with pitchforks tomorrow morning
- Padma: Hosea, you are the winner of Top Chef.
- K: Fuck my life.
- Tom Colicchio: *Perfunctory handshake. Exeunt.*
apparently you can say “twat” on bravo
tonight, we feast upon the blood of the infidels. also, pasta.
hearting skipping a speech for 4-hour happy hour. the days where i’d have yelled at me for less are not that far in the past.
don’t like eating packzi, but love watching non-michiganders struggle to pronounce it
“Monday through Friday the head of White House Correspondence delivers ten letters to be read by the President, choosing among letters that are broadly representative of the day’s news and issues; ones that are broadly representative of President’s intake of current mail, phone calls to the comment line, and faxes from citizens; and messages that are particularly compelling.
“I burned my fingers counting the stars.”
—English lyric in “Jai Ho” (via ferrydust)
“Living in such a city is a long, monogamous affair. Or else a marriage one abandons from time to time. Cities are rarely casual flings.”
—Lawrence Osborne, Brooklyn Was Mine (via 52 books)
swear to god, the bikini section of target was laughing at me
im in ur librareez, reedn ur nicksn biyogrfeez
ZOMG adorable slumdog moppets.
