Professional cool dudes of Jezebel, I need you now. More than I’ve ever needed you before. For professional advice. I beseech thee.
No for real though. I just ate a bunch of cotija, and now I'm onto something called "buffalo wing cheddar cheese." I think it might be processed? I don't know. I'm at my parents' place while they're out of town, raiding the fridge, drinking too much fancy wine. (Thanks, Mom!) Guys am I going to have weird dreams…
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OK GUYS! WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT THIS FINALE!
Alright, friendos! Let's lighten the mood around these parts with a rousing game of Fuck, Marry, Kill! In honor of my new employment at the punk rock sweatshop, let's bring some teen punk heartthrobs into the ring!
So my boyfriend and I like to play what we call "the youtube game." The rules are simple - you may play anything on the youtubes in keeping with the theme (be it 'funny videos' or 'songs,' usually) and you must cede control after two plays if another player steps up. Fun for everyone! Anyway, in a typical show of…
My sister, a new mom, posted this to fb this morning, and I, her tattooed and childless sister, found it quite hilarious also. So I'm sharing it with y'all!
DUDES! I want to talk about Drag Race! Who do we love? Who do we hate? Who has the best looks?!?!
Oh, my god, you guys. I just had a thing happen, that has never happened to me before and I hope it never, ever does again.
http://gizmodo.com/facebook-users… UGHHHHH! I'm so pissed off about all the horrible, stupid comments on this article right now. It also makes me sad. I just wanted to rant and rave about it a little bit.
Landlord is here, fixing my dishwasher. I am wearing my hair in two braids because my hair is very long and it's tough to keep it nice looking whilst wearing a beanie in the frigid PNW. Aaaand, he just called me head squaw. UGHHHH how long is this going to take before my house is mine again?!
It's time for a fun-filled Friday Fuck, Marry, Kill, people!
It's been too long since my last FMK, and I am in a good mood so let's bring it on with the provocative ladies, and tell me who REALLY clutches your pearls!
OH LORDY LORD! Guys I have a horrible flu right now, everything aches, my abs are sore from all the coughing, my head feels like it's made of concrete, I can barely breathe, and I can barely eat. All I want to do is lie on the couch and whine, whine, whine. I'm a terrible sick patient. I'll admit, I cried about…
This morning at 7am, I was woken up by my 17 year old cousin phoning me. We're good buddies and I've always let her know that if she ever needed a place to crash or an escape from a bad party or what-have-you, she could come to me without judgement. So, I knew when she called that something weird was up.
Well, as usual, I'm behind on all the news in the world of GT and elsewhere.
Listen, okay, I know it's the Daily Mail, but can we talk about this? I don't even know where to begin. Except to be heartened that the conversation about Alanis, vis-a-vis "Ironic" a day ago was not so ill-timed as one might have guessed.
DOODS! Look what I just found!! Noel Fielding dress up game!!! YES!! Remember when these were new and cool? But god, all the outfit choices! And so accurate, too! This basically justifies the entire existence of DeviantArt, for me at least.
I was removing the cobwebs and spooky spiders from the door today, and uncovered a month-hidden treasure trove of deeply moving magnetic poetry (my door is like, metal coated? IDK it's weird, but also magnetic.)