March 2012
February 2012
I wrote this little post for HelloGiggles. Dunno if you need it, but just in case you wanted to know what behaviors I’ve tried to break myself of…
pull out your scrunchie, let me play through your mane.
Does anyone know a restaurant in LA where I can order a crazy good & fresh Maine lobster that isn’t like, a trendy restaurant that’s going to fuck it up by shoving dill in its ass or something? I want like, a Cape Cod dinner. Santa Monica or something, right?
I’ve been meaning to write this post for a very long time, but I haven’t done so out of fear that my words would be gravely, critically misinterpreted; or that my words would come off as offensive and elitist to some people; and I don’t like offending people! At the same time, I have to tell it…
I’m watching SVU and in the first scene this upper-middle class mom is watching her 4/5 year old son eat Capt’n Crunch when she realizes her daughter is missing and honestly?
When I saw that cereal I knew why her kid was passed out in bed with a blunt force trauma to her dome.
Cuz no mom who cares about her kids lets them grub on crunch berries before school. That’s stoner cereal, not something to start your day with.
Grape Nuts are nasty, but they’re good for you. Maybe she should have thought about that. Maybe an oatmeal.
Ed: “Look at that dog. She’s barking cuz she can smell what a fucking bitch you are.”