Anne...

• recently walked by a bong left on the ground in a parking lot. Wow, somebody was bumming this morning...
• later found an opened condom in an alley. Hmm. Big night last night.
• has a muffin top. Boom chocka wow wow.
• gets klonked in the head with a lemon every time she walks to her car. Not joking.
• has been wanting to eat an entire bag of candy corn ( Read more... )

By the third week of December I’m usually murderous.  My problem occurs basically because...all you really hear are like the same half-dozen carols. I don’t care whose version it is-Burl Ives or Aimee Mann or Alvin and the Chipmunks-it’s no different to me, there's no new thrill to be discovered. Every business on earth is still making me listen to ( Read more... )

Thanks in part to the help of e_ticket who answered my cry for geek video-saving help in the last post, I've now made two icons that I love but which I can't seem to size down small enough to actually use. At least for now--I just can't bear to crap out the quality any more than I already have. So you get to see them now.


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bobaloo and e_ticket, I command thee! Drool over my new icon!

::pets icon::

ETA: It's also proof you should all visit bizarrerecords.com

My favorite so far is this one:


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I'd just like to say: if I NEVER see another FUCKING Sudoku game in ANY configuration, ever again, it'll be too soon.

As you were.

The following whine isn’t too serious a whine, as whines go, and should be considered in said not-so-serious vein, but it felt the need to be expressed nonetheless ( Read more... )

Okay, so, the big day has come and gone. The candy sugar buzz and turkey tryptophan have probably worn off, and we're all just sitting around, dreading the renewed onset of reality.

I don't think I'm obnoxious about it but inwardly, I'm a cynic, holiday-wise. ( For more thoughtful but mood-spoiling musings on holidays in general, click here. )