January 2009
me and my friend mel →
(via molls)
hey guys, we're still taking a breakaroonie, but... →
I'm obsessed... maybe it has something to do with... →
Bearduary a good/funny cause →
I don’t get why people think its weird that I love (cute) girls with boys haircuts.
wow when i’m drunk i can swallow pills much easier
30 rock has got to drop the “Baby mama” plot lines already
Anyone else notice Daniel Craig has gone Jewish twice now?
if it was Callout Day I would say "you're a bad... →
Why are Fleet Foxes popular? Granted I have only heard one song, but it was...
Thank god they aren't changing the track. One of... →
I’m a Christian who is trying to live a Christian life but will tell you...
– found on some dudes myspace “about me”
type casting
The inherent problem with being a little person is that no matter how good of an actor you are you will only be type-casted into a role because of your size. Even in something like “The Baxter” when considering Dinklage the main thought was “dude is a little person that will make it funny or funnier” This is also a problem for African American actors, in that very rarely do...
When will people realize Ann Coulter=Julia Alison of Political punditry. We are...
I love this rug
– Bill Clinton (to George W. Bush in the Oval Office)
There is no way that New York State quit smoking ads don’t scare the fuck...
I made this page for my job. Show will actually be... →
hey, it's molls
So between being stuck in Boston still, trying to get someone to pick me up from the airport, doing Molls Show things, starting a knitting biz and moving my blog to Tumblr, I have ignored this blog for a few days.
I hope no one missed me.
Whatever I kinda like her, and her music →
Still can’t decide if I like her, the pre-recorded choir, or this song, but yeah whatya think?
So basically you just mix an epic English band... →
Is this not how we all feel about Risk →
Not sure about this one Obama →
to Ned
drned:
Dear Shitty Ex Girlfriend,
hey babe, remember when you fucked a bunch of dudes in argentina on your “semester abroad”? yeah. that means we can never talk again. sorry! wha whaaaaaa! (sad trombone!)
i mean seriously. G-chat? you want to talk to me on Gmail’s wanky little chat program? like every couple of weeks like clockwork i get a ‘ding! new message from Shitty Ex’! really? you wanna...
I’m back from Cambodia, and I already miss it