• Knee update: I am off crutches, off brace. I walk like Herman Munster, tho. Scaring small kids. Or kids named Bill who have dipshit cousins who happen to be lawyers that are in contempt of my court.
• Is it “in contempt of my court” or just “in contempt of the court” or something else?
• I can’t think about Fred Gwynne without thinking about a dipshit zombie kid slicing his ankles.
• How great is the word “dipshit?” I’ve been using it so much lately. I forgot how good it feels to say it.
• Speaking of dipshits, Spotify’s Frank Ocean radio is just a bunch of Trey Songz songs. 
• Trey Sognz should make a song called “Song” because Trey Songz’s song “Song” is fun to say.
• I wouldn’t listen to it, but I’d talk about it.
• Sex is better than love.
• Love is worse than like, tho. 
• 93.9 in DC had a call-in where people had to say if they were “Team Sex” or “Team Love”
• I hate Trey Songz, the radio, and humans.
• I am reading four books at the same time: The Wordy Shipmates, Children in Colonial America, Making Haste From Babylon, and In The Devil’s Snare. I’m also revisiting The Whale and Creatures of Empire. I WONDER WHY?
• I really think The Little Particle That Could is going to be kind of popular. But I thought that about almost everything I’ve ever done and, well, you know. 
• I love you.

3:17 pm  •  10 August 2012  •  2 notes