girltalk

you go, girl!

my immensely awesome sis' research paper on Parkinson Disease has been officially accepted for publication in the journal "Complementary Therapies in Medicine" so tonight please have a glass/shot/bite of a celebratory substance of your choosing for her!




*lookie, jen, this is my 800th post! i'm pleased as punch it's for you!

all my friends in school speak a foreign language

this is what's for dinner

little bitchy?
yeah, a little.

true religion takes a test of faith

it's a power outage.
there's a smidgen of power left in my laptop battery.
what would i do?
lay my mirror on my headboard, pile every candle i own on it, get my sketch on, and

thank god for Beatles.

bwahaha! trick question!

we're all on team joan and we know it!







*sorry for the delay in posts. my power/internet/precious cable were knocked out in a storm (that frankly i assumed was the apocalypse) which of course means i couldn't catch the season premier until today! [a tear]

the real question is...

stef finally gets some color!

jazz in the sculpture garden

never has sweating my ass off, stuffing my face, and getting sloshed been so high brow!

EPIC OOPS

fun fact: being under the impression your date has worked in the porn industry makes for some interesting conversation
right up until that moment when you realize you were flat wrong.

work is detrimental to my health

fun fact: the leading cause of brain atrophy is filing

redemptionish

dear moldovian lifeguard,
see how good i am now, signing in like i'm supposed to, not bringing glass or booze or too many guests into the pool? and my, what a nice new hairy look you're sporting! hehe...
can i get off your shitlist now please?

david bowie was right

the countess

caroline, you blew my mind!

get drunk and dress up in furs

this is what we do.

best happy hour evah

tap dancing on your stupid smelly face

aw look! a forgotten drawing of us all tap dancing on jm's stupid smelly face!
or did i post it already?
i'm too lazy/hungover to check/care.
so here it is!

jazz hands!

yes, i do still think of you

stuff no one told me (but i learned anyway)

stuffnoonetoldme.blogspot.com

things i learned from the world cup

put the card away--just let mommy come out and kiss the booboo.

things i learned from the world cup

spaniards fly

things i learned from the world cup

ninja moves, biotch. ninja moves.

pamper fail

while it did cut down on time, giving me a mani over my lap while i'm waiting for a pedi just goes against everything a pedi stands for! i mean, this vogue isn't going to read itself!





p.s. i got dangerously close to reaching the bold new heights of watching the world cup and getting a pedicure at the same time.

dear little and big brothers,

please do not wake me in these ways ever again.


luvums!

you are here

"here" can be such a bad word.
:(

time stamp it: fit-of-rage o'clock

4:28pm: stef has had efuckingnough of that bit of sandal between the toes.
deal with it, office. it's barefoot o'clock now.

blaDOW!

just sayin!

eco-friendly?

how do i spend an entire weekend frying in the sun and i'm still white enough to be my own light source?

notes from the test kitchen

hatin

dear moldovian lifeguard,
i'm sorry i treated you like you were too stupid to figure out we were breaking every pool rule.
can a girl get a holiday reprieve?
happy birthday america?
...?

awhawhaw

farmer's market
french accent
chef coat
croissants
that little flippy trick with the bag to make a little pouch of treats
and what is this--pistachio filling?!!!
L-O-V-E! let it simmer!

capital crap

gladys knight lipsyncing to gloria gaynor, a white boy standing in for hootie, and jimmy smits getting drunk and unruly?
god bless america

look at this love connection!

is it just me, or does the crazy pagent queen on K St and the crazy vet on Mass Ave make the cutest couple?

i don't miss you at all, heat wave!

an evening on the balcony without sweaty knee pits is good times.