me and crazy janie were making love in the dirt

[throughadoor]

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/

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[ex_thissuga]

oh my god!! how does one keep up with blogspot (hello, drunk jays AND NOW WHAT CLAUDIA WORE) and livejournal at the same time?

[throughadoor]

google reader. if i could read friendslocked lj entries on google reader, i'd only ever need one website ever again.

[ex_thissuga]

google....reader? is this something to do with that insidious gmail?

[moireach]

Hahahahahaha. Um.

[throughadoor]

nothing says big! gay! dance party! like sweet, sweet G rated heterosexual tree-sitting.

[annakovsky]

someone i work with going off with some guy who looked just like jacoby ellsbury

Ahahahahahaha, what would I do without you to provide me important details such as this? DELIGHTFUL.

[throughadoor]

you could have seen the eyebrows yourself if you'd come to the AWESOME GAY DANCE PARTY. hopefully next time you won't make the same mistake.

[ohinternets]

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/looking for a reflective surface of some sort so i can fix my hair

LOL I have never had one for the exact same reason. "check email. read something by Beverly Cleary to shortie. Eat. remember to shower. check email. read something about animals with shortie. eat. clean bathroom. etc." Who wants to read that? but your idea is pretty much genius.

[throughadoor]

beeeeeeeeeeeeverly cleeeeeeeeeeeeeeary. i want a routine that involves being read ramona books all the time. being eight was awesome!

[gigantic]

Everything about this post is exactly what I needed to pick up my day, especially mbtardgames. I got home from work just in time to throw things around my room and head back out for class, and I feel like the slush has made people more ridiculous -- Dear lady in the leopard print jacket, when this train jerks suddenly, I'm going to make sure I reward what a good job of blocking off the entire pole you're doing by falling into you instead of disturbing the man behind me.

[throughadoor]

SERIOUSLY. today i mostly spent a lot of time thinking about how ugg boots really look like they ought to be used as clubs to beat people to death with. i mean, that's what they LOOK like, not shoes!