coming over the cell walls is this conversation: “you be cameron, i’ll be drew,” coworker #1 said. “no, i wanna be lucy liu,” coworker #2 said. “you can’t because she’s tall,” coworker #1 said. “NO…
Browsing Category Misc.
extinct crushes and getting a death
last night i was bitching to the TTHM (yeah, i know, but if you ever called me, i’d talk about you incessantly) about someone who was bugging me. “she needs to get a fucking life,”…
in worried piles, i type for miles
i’m sitting here copy editing, my most unfavorite of chores, after of course press release writing and doing the dishes (which is the one thing i don’t have to do here). i especially hate copy…
i drove my car in the middle of the night, i just wanted to see you so bad
so i’m all cute here with my purpley red hair and a sassy little red tank top and you know what, i’m getting no lovin’. i need some lovin’. lavish me with affection! the TTHM…
don’t you want to smooch her?
new hair! it’s really a lot redder than it looks in that photo and even a bit purpley