There a super-catchy Ben Lee song called, “Catch My Disease.” The chorus is as follows: So please, baby please open your heart and catch my disease I like this song and assume the “disease” in question is love, and not something less desirable–like gonorrhea.
Me: “If you absolutely had to, would you rather sleep with [Gross Male Security Guard #1] or [Gross Male Security Guard #2]?” Andrea: “I die. How about you?” Me: “I don’t like this question.” Andrea: “It’s your question.” Me: “Yeah, so I shouldn’t have to answer it.” Andrea: “Okay, new question. Who would you rather sleep with: [Witchy […]
I had a conversation with a co-worker last night at work about this subject and since this is my blog and I can post whatever the hell I feel like, I’m going to talk about it on here and sort out all my thoughts. I am a virgin. (I’ll just throw that out there immediately […]
Firstly, I just want to point out (mostly for the sake of my mother’s mental well-being) that he is not really a stalker. It’s just the nickname I have given him because “that gross, creepy guy who keeps calling me” is too long to type all the time. I am fine, Mom. Please do not mail me a […]
So ever since I was a little girl I had this weird fascination with Sea-Monkeys. What were they? Were they really alive? This wasn’t an intense fascination, otherwise I would have just researched the topic in a library or on the internet to answer my questions, but whatever. Today I bought Sea-Monkeys to discover, once […]