Friday, March 16, 2007
sooooo emooooo; also: green beer
it's official: crotch-ety yrs truly is barricading herself this weekend. The mere shuddering thought of $2 lukewarm lime-colored Bud and slew of highlited heads and boobs-n-beads (wtf) and ironi-sarcastic teeshirts and vomit and Carbon Leaf and whatever has officially sent me to the bunker with a slew of Joan of Arc Mp3s and a bottle of whiskey and maybe a cyanide capsule or five . Best of luck homeslices. See you after the FauxIrish apocolypse or whatever.