February 2012
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why dont i have any tattoos
is it because i dont want to get a tattoo
probably
but still
here are some things i would have gotten tattooed on myself had anyone peer pressured me enough:
age 17
a one inch measurement marked on my belly so i could see how my body changes over time. i still kind of wish i did this before i got fat. for science!
age 18
a teeny tiny cross on my ankle
age 20
a line drawing of some...
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wheres my hatemail
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cool fashion advice
cut your knee but then don’t bother to put a bandaid on it and spend the next 5 days bleeding all over your tights. its called “mall goth” and you wouldn’t understand it. you aren’t even my real dad, greg.
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fatshion feb
can i say how much i am enjoying everybodys work outfits. some days i feel like the only gal who is forced to live the biz caj life around here. i love your terrible bathroom lighting everyone. keep on keepin on.
Table for 1
natashavc:
The best part of being single is not crying in restaurants all the time. Was this just a me thing? Doesn’t the despair and frustration with your boyfriend reach insane levels when you’re formally seated across from each other? Oh man, remember boyfriends?!
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its fatshion february and theres a chocolate stain...
January 2012
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Office fears
-I will accidentally put my i.d. badge into the locked shredder bin.
-I will flush my i.d. badge down the toilet.
-Someone will hit their head on the newly installed logo behind my desk; dislodging it and injuring themselves.
-Death.
whiskeyrobot:
I wrote the poem for/about Ronald Reagan. A professor told me a story in class one day about him. I don’t know if it’s true but that honestly doesn’t matter one tiny bit at all, at all. He suffered from Alzheimer’s, and all he wanted to do towards the end of his life, of his consciousness, was clean leaves out of his pool. So the Secret Service, when President Reagan wasn’t...
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Chris Kelly: A Big Day →
Five years ago, if I had bought my boyfriend shorts and then needed to return them because they didn’t fit, I would have gone out of my way to not mention the word “boyfriend” to the store clerk. I would have made up some lie like the shorts were for me or something, because I was so uncomfortable…
started listening to this weeks wtf podcast, and at one point todd glass mentions lying to...
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