So Matt’s bitch ass is over here complaining about how I don’t post anymore so here’s a glimpse into my life right now:
I’m having an allergic reaction of some sort to god knows what. Been happening since the middle of last week on both of my arms and my chest, and then saturday morning, as I was chilling on the sofa watching reruns of Happy Endings (pour one out), I felt the tip of my nose tingle and start to swell and this is what I look like now:
Of course, it’s like fucking impossible to nail down what causes allergic reactions because it could literally be ANYTHING. That is not even an exaggeration or hyperbole. So my doctor has me on a steroid and zyrtec to see if that’ll take care of the mess but like, MY NOSE. What the fuck am I supposed to do looking like a character in Puffs commercial/sunburn victim/Rudolph? We’ve already crossed the weather threshold for summertime avoidance of makeup at all costs here in DC - above 80 degrees is too hot for makeup in my fat ass sweat too much world. So I just gotta go out in public like this.
Good god. What if I were still single right now, trying to get dates looking like I had an infected discount 3rd world nose job?
Happy now Matt? Blog post over.
An interactive visualization of running jokes in Arrested Development. This is what the internet was created for. This and this only.
Homey went DOWN. Like “night-night nap time”.
Thank Mormon God that he wasn’t concussed and that he didn’t injure dat cute/ugly/cute face of his.
‘ACRYLICS’ by TNGHT
Yes. Absolutely.
‘Can You Dig It (Iron Man 3 Main Titles)’ by Brian Tyler
I’ve seen Iron Man 3 twice now, and the second time around I was looking forward to two things: 1. Ben Kingsley’s performance and 2. the ending title credit sequence. This music makes me want to dance like a white girl in the 60’s.
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Never have I been so repulsed by an article of clothing.
And in this instance I’m using “repulsed” to mean “inspired” or “filled with uncontrollable envy”.
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