So ... this happened.

from: smartlikejustin
to: throughadoor
subject: carter family fuck up updates

I think the saddest part of the entire article is that despite having a relatively successful pop music career, he's now know primarily as a "former dancing with the stars contestant." no wonder he's in rehab.

from: throughadoor
to: smartlikejustinsubject: Re: carter family fuck up updates ( Read more... )

1. I write to you from my summer home in the scenic Sonoma County wine country, and by that I mean my parents' house, where my younger brother is currently spending is annual 3/4ths of the year living with them rent-free, so I don't even get a bed, although I have been upgraded from the couch to an air mattress that only needs to be re-inflated ( Read more... )

itema[1] i've never had any inclination to keep a twitter for my own activities, mostly because it would reveal the true boringly repetitive nature of my daily existence (i imagine it would be a lather, rinse, repeat of these four updates: drinking a cherry coke zero/wondering if the 87 bus was born running late/thinking about jonathan papelbon/ ( Read more... )

i had the nicest birthday weekend, we saw k8, ate delicious crab cake sandwiches, invaded camden yards, drank wine and observed the best-beloved ex-little red apartment tradition of listening to schizophrenic on a road trip, even a road trip that's only 50 minutes in each direction. (oh, jc chasez, i love you, but that album is still 15 different ( Read more... )

i'm in california, i got here last night and i'm staying until next sunday. it's foggy here, and i've eaten a lot of grape tomatos. but before that -- reason number #4826 why boston is the wretch place for wretches like me: on tuesday night, i went to a red sox game (they played the indians) and on thursday night, i went to a fall out boy concert, ( Read more... )

here is a story i have been meaning to tell for quite some time, but up until now, i lacked the necessary photographic evidence. however, thanks to circusgirl, here is a picture of the wallet i use everyday, propped up on a starbucks cup:


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1. work? no. a perfect storm of recent and upcoming events (office politics, warm weather, people i like leaving/thinking about leaving, programmatic post-partum depression, etcetera) has conspired to create a hardcore, code red meltdown level of disinterest in my job. it's really bad. it's maybe it's bad as it's ever been, because i don't even ( Read more... )

a. the girl ain't proud: i totally stole the issue of rolling stone with fall out boy on the cover from my gym for imogenics. because apparently that's how we roll now? yeah, i don't know.

b. i don't know about y'all, but finding out that barak obama got seven parking tickets from the city of cambridge in eight days while a student at harvard law (via ( Read more... )

journey from the dark depths of the slowed down acoustic balladfest that is the grammys:

smartlikejustin: did james blunt kill david gray to get this job? has anyone seem david gray recently? we should find out. if we can prove it, he'll go to prison. and you can't make albums in prison.

throughadoor: diiiiirty babe / you're beautiful!

smartlikejustin: he looks like what it would be ( Read more... )

due to the cross-brand popularity of "dick in a box" and the critical success of futuresex/lovesound, i feel like i have recently been lulled into a false sense of security in re: justin timberlake, thinking that he was just a benign pop star, and liking him wasn't even that mockable anymore. in re: the latter, if the reactions of my co-workers ( Read more... )