Whorin'
Today's Ludic Log: holy fucking Christ, do I have too many CDs. (Note: please take a look at Monday's entry for a little housekeeping and a brief reader survey, if you're so inclined.)
September 29th, 2004
The starving of America
Dear Jen Carfagno,
What the fuck? Did you just lose like 40 pounds overnight and have plastic surgery or something? I know you're just on the Weather Channel, but girl, don't give up yo' soul. Fight the power! Have some fried pie!
Hoping it's just a new haircut,
L-Train
What the fuck? Did you just lose like 40 pounds overnight and have plastic surgery or something? I know you're just on the Weather Channel, but girl, don't give up yo' soul. Fight the power! Have some fried pie!
Hoping it's just a new haircut,
L-Train
Trip at the brain
Man, this cold has just got right on my ass and is beating me up and down the street screaming "WHERE MY RENT'S AT, BITCH?". I went through a box and a half of Kleenex in like six hours yesterday. I got too much to do for this being sick nonsense. Who wants to take this thing off my hands? There's twenty bucks in it for you. Just come over here and let me cough in your face for about eight minutes.
