Monthly Archives: April 2007

Erin and I wrote some public service announcements today. I like to think that I am the voice of the people. The voice of rationality. We covered an array of important topics including childhood obesity, drinking, abortion, drugs, smoking & … Continue reading →

This started as a paragraph about how I am going to destroy the longest friendship I have ever had because I am too lazy to go to her stupid wedding. You see, I cannot even get fucked up like like … Continue reading →

This is a snarky piece about a fellow blogger. Maybe it is you and if you have a problem with my problems with your life decisions please meet me in the back of the bar with a butterfly knife. I … Continue reading →

For me the bad guys are the good guys. In books. In movies. In person. That macho fucking prick every one’s intimidated by–I am secretly rooting for him, and when he succeeds, gets away, beats the shit out of an … Continue reading →

I basically just spent the last four hours trying to revert this piece of shit blog back to my original template with NEWER BETTER COLORS or something. All I know is that I still hate it, but I finally got … Continue reading →

Everyday, when I get out of bed I know things are going to turn into a magical journey of awesome and I do not even have to chomp down on any mushrooms in order to make this happen. For that … Continue reading →

Ready? Ok. Listen, I get this sudden surge of panic when I use the bathroom at work. Not because it’s disgusting (it is), but because one time this guy I work with tugged at the bathroom door so hard that … Continue reading →

BECAUSE SOMETIMES I HAVE TO (4:19:09 PM) fwbunker32: howdy(4:19:21 PM) Sabrina_C: LISTEN, DO NOT FALL IN LOVE WITH ME(4:19:25 PM) Sabrina_C: so, how was your day?(4:19:52 PM) fwbunker32: stressful(4:19:55 PM) fwbunker32: now i am jerking off(4:19:56 PM) fwbunker32: ha(4:20:07 PM) … Continue reading →

Remember when I wrote that post about 86ing. Remember how I was basically taunting people that have never experienced the right of passage that is getting thrown out of a bar. Yes, me too. Now imagine getting so blitzkriegd that … Continue reading →