My craziest friend from middle school is now married/the proud mother of twin baby boys.
Best baby picture ever.
Besties On Ice
Pretty much a blog about my bestie and me ice skating, or just using ice skating metaphors, or really nothing of the sort.
- Mosh: chatting with you is like owning Rosetta Stone
- me: wait, what does that mean?
- Mosh: Rosetta Stone? Its the foreign language program that is supposed to be as good as going to another country
- me: damn it, i thought you meant the real rosetta stone
Is it bad that this story about Paris Hilton getting choked by her boyfriend is my favorite thing about this past weekend?
This shouldn’t bring me as much joy as it does…but I just can’t help it.
Oh hey guys, does anyone have a wedding or a fancy party in the foreseeable future that they need a date for? Because I need an excuse to buy this dress.
I’ll be super fun and dance a lot (or not a lot if that’s not your thing) and get drunk with you (but not too drunk as to embarrass you or worry you) and I’m low-maintenance and you won’t have to babysit me and I’ll laugh at your boss’s/father-in-law’s/high school classmate’s jokes (even if they’re not funny) and also, parents generally love me or at least find me charming, so there’s that.
Just please, someone, give me an excuse/occasion to buy this dress.
My new party trick: bringing giant chocolate bars TO bars. It’s simultaneously confusing and mysterious.
I’m no history buff, but I’m pretty sure Rev War soldiers did fun party trick-type things like The Charleston while killing time between battles.
Old-Timey tramp stamp a la permanent marker: great idea last night; less great of an idea today.
Sexy Revolutionary War Reenactor - NOT a pirate, like some of the dumb dumbs at the halloween party thought.
“ Orange and black decorations? Is this Halloween, or Princeton Parents’ Weekend? I don’t know whether to be scared, or proud of my cousin!
Tracy Jordan, 30 Rock
