November 2007
9 posts
like my older, frat-boy brother
havethehabit: the point is i have always looked up to you like an older brother. i hope that isn't creepy
dbeatty75: like a step older brother? yeah, get some
havethehabit: like a sexy step older brother
dbeatty75: EWWWWWWWWWWWW. you suck
havethehabit: hahahahahahah ha! i totally creeped you out!
then he said, "give me shit, i'll make a sandwich."
brain tumor-y
Mriotnrrd: julie i just realized something
havethehabit: yes
Mriotnrrd: i think i went on a nerve.com date with the guy who posted the ny girl of my dreams site
Mriotnrrd: a long time ago
havethehabit: ARE YOU SERIOUS????
havethehabit: omg omg omg
Mriotnrrd: when i first moved here
Mriotnrrd: yes
havethehabit: you must gawker that shit
Mriotnrrd: yes i did!
havethehabit: patrick moberg or whatever
havethehabit: what was it like?
Mriotnrrd: oh no!
Mriotnrrd: it wasn't him
Mriotnrrd: i went on a date with patrick morrah
havethehabit: oops
havethehabit: that would have been such good fodder
Mriotnrrd: oh man
Mriotnrrd: especially since the dude spent the date talking about his dad's money and the brain tumor he had in high school.
havethehabit: and patrick moberg seems brain tumor-y
“if you want to get something done, you do it. if you don’t want to get...”
– ahmad kamal, pakistani ambassador to the UN, total classroom jihadist.
DAY EIGHT OF CRABULOUS COLD!
saturday treachery
we are in office today, 2pm, hungover, the remnants of last night’s def leppard karaoke duet with alison still hanging in the air (photograph!). my breakfast was an apple and peanut m&ms. office life makes you fat, for sure. on subject: fat. what else makes you fat? anna’s southern casserole pot luck dinner last night, with recipes supplied by mom kay mcraney. kay makes an amazing...
11:59
is it too early to start making new year’s resolutions?
“we are going to get our chakras straightened out”
– rose luardo, magical unicorn, spiritual shanti, earth mother type to many.
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the last
45 minutes of the day are the longest. i’m at someone else’s desk —the candy desk! — trying to look busy (BUSY!) and listening to corey tell me about his endless apartment hunt. apparently in sf it’s worse than most places — he’s been hunting for more than a month now with no luck. there is something kind of post apocalyptic about that. since when is...