Wait, what.
RSSAnd now, on the way to the karaoke bar with one of my fave former co-workers. I will get drunk. I will not sing.
- Chris E.: (laugh) Funny.
- Me: I am.
- C: I GUESS.
- Me: Nooo, I'm not FUNNY. I think I'm... conversationally witty? At best.
- C: No, I'm kidding. You are funny.
- Me: I know. I was fishing for a compliment.
- C: That's ok, I wasn't complimenting you, I was just trying to get you to stop talking about yourself.
- Me: HAHHHHH. I wasn't really fishing for a compliment. I thought it'd be funny if I said that.
- C: I guess that makes it funny.
- Me: Like, existentially?
- C: I'm getting off the phone now.
- Me: I really don't think I'm really that funny. Please don't think I'm full of myself. ...Chris? Chris? Chris?
- C: PLEASE stop talking about yourself.
- Me: Will you drive so I can get drunk?
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About Wait, what.
I'm really embarrassed about blogging. You would think I would quit this, but I can't. It's like that movie about that gay cowboy and that other gay cowboy and how they want to quit each other, but they can't. It's like that with me and my blog. We're just two metaphorical gay cowboys who don't have the ability to quit each other. Except my blog doesn't have the ability to quit me, so it's even more depressing. It's just me, one metaphorical gay cowboy, not being able to quit an inanimate object. I'm not gay and I'm not a cowboy, but I think you get what I mean. Heath Ledger was so hot in that movie.
I write for a hip, cool site over at HelloGiggles because I am a hip, cool person. Just kidding. I don't know why they asked me to write for them.
I'm also an LOL tag editor for Tumblr, so that is also a fact about me. You're welcome!
If you're into it, you can start by reading my posts about Mrs. Coco T, pleasure yourself to Super Close-Ups of Christopher Meloni, or really get to the root of how much of a mess I am by reading about Things That Shouldn't Give Me Anxiety, But Do. Or like, whatever. Just do whatever. I don't know how to do blogs. I don't know what you're here for.
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If you're into it, you can start by reading my posts about Mrs. Coco T, pleasure yourself to Super Close-Ups of Christopher Meloni, or really get to the root of how much of a mess I am by reading about Things That Shouldn't Give Me Anxiety, But Do. Or like, whatever. Just do whatever. I don't know how to do blogs. I don't know what you're here for.
E-Mail, Ask
