Bess convinced me that NaBloPoMo was stifling my creativity, and my refusal to follow its rules for more than FIVE CONSECUTIVE DAYS was pure rebellion. Because I am the James Dean of blogging. That’s what friends do, right? Justify things for each other? Excellent.
Here’s a graph to show what I’ve been up to. I had intentions of blogging about each pie piece, but alas, American Idol and a shower will have to do for tonight. I’ll have to follow up tomorrow. Or when I feel like it! I have a leather jacket and a cigarette to attend to.
February 10th, 2009 at 10:09 pm
Best fucking pie I’ve ever seen.
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February 11th, 2009 at 8:28 am
You’ve easily spent more than 12% of your time obsessing over Jeff… I would say a good solid 35%.
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February 11th, 2009 at 11:12 am
@Uriaha: Even the part about Radiohead? Even though you called Thom Yorke…oh..what was it… “a retarded hobo”?
@Bess: Yeah. You’re prob right. I think I have an addictive personality, but instead of drugs, I get addicted to people. And Jack Daniels. But Jack Daniels must have been a real person, right? Yeah.
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