December 2010
36 posts
Stay awesome Bay Area!
I’ll see your sexy ass in three months!
I am so tempted to rant about work right now
And imbeciles who make four times what I make and yet expect to pay $100 USD for a quadruple occupancy hotel room in Paris.
Or bored, paranoid housewives who take their marital dissatisfaction out on me.
But I’m not going to whine. I’ve got the place to myself tonight, some really good scotch, and a Season 2 of Californication to rewatch.
Speaking of my misanthropic mood, insatiable...
Making Peace
I am that person in my assorted social groups who gets teasing messages from friends who want to know what kind of bat shit moon rituals I have planned for tonight.That’s cool. I could be the friend who asks for bail money twice a year.
I guess I should come up with something.
It’s not like I live in some farmhouse in Oregon or know of a coven in Madison. I’m a pretty modern...
Pasadena, where you at?
My schedule for this weekend:
Tonight- Go to Blackbird for drinks with Lauren. I haven’t seen her in SO LONG.
Tomorrow morning- do my mom’s laundry, pay some bills, go to gym, run to berkeley, pack for this weekend.
Tomorrow afternoon/evening- meet Julian for our monthly soak at Kabuki springs. Take cab to caltrain. Take caltrain to Menlo Park. Meet Rob.
Tomorrow night- Drive...
Quite Possibly the coolest thing I've ever seen: →
Send this to the next douche you meet that doesn’t like condoms!
In a way, this "Person of the Year" thing makes...
Given the amount of effort the media has put into distracting us, dumbing down content, and catering to the needs and whims of the ignorant masses, Facebook seems like a natural representative of 2010.
THE FAT GIRL'S GUIDE: Everytime you say "real... →
nicolettemason:
Real women are tall. Real women are short. They’re wide. Gaunt. Their bones can stick out of their collarbones, or be disguised by curves or fat. There are real women with breasts and real women with flat chests. There are real women who have had to have their breasts or…
I've had two terrible salvia trips before, so I... →
Lament of the Smart Slut
At first I was tickled to find out that there are just as many ren faire attending poly dorks in Sydney as there seem to be in SF.
(Granted, this observation happened while browsing Ok Cupid’s Sydney users who are most similar to yours truly.)
But then I realized this information should be a sobering indication that my company apartment may not be a revolving door of sexiness and then I...
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What the fuck happened to my youth?!?!
Working on my day off, listening to Bernie Sanders on CSPAN, and in hot pursuit of a plum pashmina for a holiday party tomorrow in Atherton that will be full of venture capitalists.
TMIF
lacrossesticks:
I peed for 30 minutes straight this morning. I’m serious.
I could have watched an episode of 30 Rock. With commercials.
I could have finished one of the writing sections of the GMAT.
I could have had sex 12 times with my ex-boyfriend.
I could have starred in A League of Their Own as the drunken misogynist coach with a heart of gold.
Today is going to be awesome.
Every piece of furniture in SF lives at least two...
More than that if it’s tacky
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