Hey 2010, remember when I went to the salon named after a stupid eastern thing, and I got that undercut that I did not want or ask for? Sometimes you really suck, 2010. Also please have daylight savings time already because I am tired of my pitch-black morning commute.
Most pretentious thing I have said this week: “WHERE IS MY NEW COPY OF THE PARIS REVIEW?” Least pretentious thing I have said this week: “I AM GOING TO EAT THE REST OF THIS CHEESE IF NO ONE ELSE WILL”
I love root beer. I like root beer better than beer, but I like a root beer...– Michael Jordan, root beer aficionado, expressing a fear I also have.