Enojuy ev eryone. Havew a ggood one/!!! I don’t like when things (drinks) fdo yo waste!
December 16, 2011
What have you all been up to? I really don’t know. That’s not just me playing. I honestly have not been paying attention to anyone more than 40 feet outside my doorstep. Because I HAVE CHILDREN. And becauseI’M LAZY. And BECAUSE I CAN’T BE BOTHERED TO MOVE FROM WHERE I’M SITTING AT THIS PARTICULAR POINT IN TIME. So yeah, what were we talking about just now. Dunno. #SoAnyways Why don’t we have a wasted time twitter account?!? Well, probably because w’re all really bad at switching identities within our twitter clients. Like that time I called my boss a #daftcunt via a tweet. Not that that wasn’t a well-earned @reply, but… yeah, I can’t remember my point there. Should I have somemore whiskey. I’ll give you all 20 seconds to reply.
No? Well. Mmmmm. Here goes.
WOW. Fantastically tired. Someone carry this torch. I’s heavy.
March 23, 2011
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So, the 6th 24-Hour Movie Marathon is upon us this weekend. I am so excited I could explode! EXPLODE!
It’s certainly a good way to catch up on interesting flicks; but it’s much more about hanging out with one of my best friends: Moe the cat.
In any case, this year’s shindig will be most awesome, and I’m very much looking forward to it. Mayhaps there will be a post on here during the weekend?
WHO THE HELL KNOWS?!?!
March 6, 2011
Oh how the mighty have fallen. This bombsheel is on two glasses of wine and she’s gone diddly gone. Diddly gone.
But she’s making pizza. With homemade dough and pesto and goat cheese becauase she is classy. And mustrhooms. Musrhooms are motherfucking classy, yo. Also, she may or may not have made that dough prior to the drinky drinks. But an hour and a half of rising time is a lot of time to wait and a chilled bottle of wine was calling her name.
These are all of my thoughts.
January 8, 2011
Hey it’s me again. I was alll hopped up on antibiotics for NYE this year so I figured I would mkae up with my dri nking tonight. I just wanted to quickly say ytaht Daav preetty much ocvered all of the basic New Years Resolutions. We weould be better people if we only tried to emulate him.
Big hugs to yall. Happy 2011. Previewi ng this post is only going to make me feel bad about my spelling.
January 1, 2011
I resolve not to have such an overdeveloped upper body next year.
I resolve that I will dropkick someone — full force, without remorse, and totally out of the blue — at least once a month.
I’ll finally get that pageboy haircut I’ve been meaning to.
I will bring a bottle of bourbon to work and pour myself one generous shot each day during lunch, judgement and performance ratings be damned.
I will invest in ferrets. Ferrets are the new gold (you heard it here first).
I will always carry a role of quarters in my pocket so that whenever I’m asked, “Is that a role of quarters in your pocket or are you happy to see me?” the quarters will distract from my all-too-obvious boner.
I will tap that.
December 5, 2010
Just cleaning up after a good bash at the house and lots of auldut beverages. I have relaized one thing … either I am extremely good at drinking all of the contents of a can or most people are bad at it. There are tonnes of cans that are 1/4 to half full, none of which are mine. Any ideas?
In totally unrelated news. Is it possible for you to drink so much that your belly button oozes? Just asking for a friend. Good think we have Dr. Bombshell on staff, hopefully she will have some meaningful input.