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Boo to that shit
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Boo to that shit. Running commentary on life's inherent idiosyncrasies, annoyances, grossly trivial events, and social faux pas. Thursday, August 31, 2006. I'm getting shit because of the lengthening time between posts. I'm sorry that I've been MIA. Boo to hectic schedules that consume your day, night, early morning, and any other time of day thus keeping you from your all important blog. I'm working on a new internet sitcom. There's a lot to be done, but for you guys, there will be plenty to watch.
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Boo to that shit: "Grande Boob Latte, Please."
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Boo to that shit. Running commentary on life's inherent idiosyncrasies, annoyances, grossly trivial events, and social faux pas. Tuesday, August 15, 2006. Grande Boob Latte, Please.". This mouse pad is appearing in internet cafes all over Hong Kong for breast cancer awareness. More than most I recognize the need to promote breast cancer awareness and regular mamograms, as well as the need to raise money for breast cancer research- but am I the only one that sees anything wrong with someone's mouse. Big b...
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Boo to that shit: Those Crazy Japanese...
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Boo to that shit. Running commentary on life's inherent idiosyncrasies, annoyances, grossly trivial events, and social faux pas. Wednesday, September 13, 2006. Now I'm going to be perfectly honest- despite 23 years on this earth, and what I thought was a fairly substantial sex-word vocabulary, the first time I heard the word bukkake. Was only three weeks ago. Let's just skip over the obvious discussion of how ridiculous a bukkake session seems to me and jump straight to my real issue:. Hmmm seems like th...
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Boo to that shit
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Boo to that shit. Running commentary on life's inherent idiosyncrasies, annoyances, grossly trivial events, and social faux pas. Monday, February 26, 2007. To have a job where part of my compensation was an apartment- as in free, no rent, no utilties, no cable, no bills period. 2 I quit said job. 3 I now share an apartment, for which there are many. 4 I am a temp. 5 I have not been, nor am I on a track to be, at the Oscars. 6 Did I mention I have no job? Oh that's right, because I won't be line producing.
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Boo to that shit: Put That Away!
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Boo to that shit. Running commentary on life's inherent idiosyncrasies, annoyances, grossly trivial events, and social faux pas. Thursday, September 21, 2006. Over the past two weeks I've interacted with several people who have decided to abstain from sex, whether it be for a set period of time or until after a designated event. Boo to people that get so much ass that they feel like they have to take a break for a while- also known as, WAY more ass than me. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Boo to that shit: Body Recontamination, Day 1
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Boo to that shit. Running commentary on life's inherent idiosyncrasies, annoyances, grossly trivial events, and social faux pas. Friday, August 11, 2006. Body Recontamination, Day 1. Today is day five of my body cleanse. Last night I had two vodka and cranberries, and a sex on the beach- way out of style, I know, but I'm bringing it back, and there is a large, very caffeinated cup of coffee on my desk right now. So let me start over. Today is day one of my body recontamination. Two vodka and cranberries,...
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Boo to that shit: Assumed Ineptitude
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Boo to that shit. Running commentary on life's inherent idiosyncrasies, annoyances, grossly trivial events, and social faux pas. Friday, August 28, 2009. Ell) appears to hate me. Butapparently my discomfort with assigning specific times to hair jobs, my calm demeanor when actors run a few minutes late, and my efforts to abide by the actor's requests and keep them in their trailer hanging out rather than on set in the 900 degree weather, and keeping them happy by staying out of their asses. Is what you ge...
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Boo to that shit: Crack, a Bull Horn, and Kiefer Sutherland
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Boo to that shit. Running commentary on life's inherent idiosyncrasies, annoyances, grossly trivial events, and social faux pas. Thursday, May 31, 2007. Crack, a Bull Horn, and Kiefer Sutherland. All bitching about my "full-time gig" aside, when you break it down, it's really not that terrible- ignoring the close proximity to the poverty line, of course. I've also learned that when your boss text messages you something funny, for instance "I'm quitting," and you think it's funny enough to share with a co...
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Boo to that shit: Chalk One Up For The Valley, Part Deux
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Boo to that shit. Running commentary on life's inherent idiosyncrasies, annoyances, grossly trivial events, and social faux pas. Friday, November 09, 2007. Chalk One Up For The Valley, Part Deux. In recent months, I've been visiting the smog-trapping, greenhouse-like environment that characterizes the frightening model for urban sprawl and suburbia that is The Valley. Consider the average gas station in your coastal. Spoiler] smell like gas. It can't hurt to try," you say? Last night at about 3 am (long ...
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Boo to that shit: Mother May I?
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Boo to that shit. Running commentary on life's inherent idiosyncrasies, annoyances, grossly trivial events, and social faux pas. Thursday, September 28, 2006. Is it just me, or should there be a mandated and forced relinquishing of motherly command upon the arrival of a child's 18th birthday? Perhaps even before that. Once a child reaches a certain level of maturity and self-reliance, a mother just really isn't practical. Did you get the wedding invitation? I guess you're right. Yeah I'm glad we. Oh, Chr...
