September 2008
11 posts
*Estelle
Ever since my mom got XM Radio, she’s been saying stuff like this:
Mom: Have you heard that new Adele* song?
Me: What? Who?
Mom: You know - Adele. Adele! She does that one song with Kanye.
Me: Are you talking about Kanye West?
Mom: Yeah, the Golddigger guy! I love that song!
My mom is a 49-year-old white woman. She’s the CFO of a hospital. She’s never driven a...
“Boy, I’m gonna drop kick you through the field goal posts of life.”
– My dad, to my brother. Their relationship is so special.
“You need to stop getting wound up about such losers, seriously. I don’t think...”
– Nicole giving me kickass advice about a dude I was into (via bunkercomplex)
Kickass advice for a kickass gal. And seriously, lay off the weirdos! Stop lusting after Bens when you so clearly deserve Noels.
Spot on Popularity Scale Speaks to the Future;... →
deliriousmuch:
bunkercomplex:
“…teenagers who were socially invisible have emerged as colorful characters, confident, transformed. Others seem preserved in time, same as ever, while some former princes and queen bees are diminished or simply absent, now invisible themselves.”
August 2008
38 posts
Destroy All Evidence's Top 5 Alternate Tumblr...
5. Love in the Time of Nicholera
4. Nicole-A-Palooza
3. A Healthy Dose of Nicotine
2. Nicole 2000
And finally, the name that very nearly was:
1. Attempt to Blog 2: Electric Boogaloo
“Message: This is your Mother you are spamblocking!”
– From my mom, after her new email address was blocked by my spam filter. I attribute all of my goony tendencies to this delightful woman.
Legos, huzzah!
I wasn’t really into Legos as a kid. I made one unsuccessful attempt at building this very girly pink and purple Lego castle, the result of which didn’t meet my very high standards and caused me to swear off Legos forever and pledge my undying support to Lincoln Logs (I was prone to grand pronouncements like that as a kid. And as an adult.) Anyway, thank goodness these guys...
Project Runway makes you notice things, you know?
How fantastic did the French Olympic team look at the Opening Ceremony on Friday night? Love love love the blue seersucker shirts, red Gallic sashes and chic navy berets on the women, and the men, in classic two-button suits and dapper trilbys, were absolute perfection.
The U.S. Olympic team on the other hand… I mean, I know it’s Ralph Lauren and all, but could we have looked any...
“I go all out. I go big or I go home. It’s not how you put it, but what you put...”
– Jessie, tiny-headed buffoon, analogy aficionado, Big Brother contestant (via EW)
Big Brother is always my shameful summer obsession, but this season is just awful. Usually I’m rooting for people to win. Now when people get evicted I think, See ya sucker! Who’s next? They can’t...
“Moby thinks he’s Enigma? Screw that bald asshole.”
– My brother (via bunkercomplex)
I love Andrea’s brother. He’s kind of the shiz.
“Fuck me, I love burritos!”
– Burrito lover/possible marijuana enthusiast, at Molcasalsa this afternoon.
The Super Cool Party People Literary Association
SCPPLA: Where Andrea and I go to kick the ass of the conventional book club format. Join us, won’t you?
“I’m gonna jam like PB&J, baby.”
– Nicole (via bunkercomplex)
Things like this just fly out of my mouth every minute of everyday. What can I say? You can’t stop genius!
The Manny Conflict
So, the Dodgers have Manny Ramirez now. Unlike many Dodger fans, I feel very torn about this acquisition. A pro/con list:
Pros:
.310, 22 home runs, 73 RBI. Yowza.
We got him for practically nothing - a dude with an undiscernable amount of potential and some minor leaguer I’ve never even heard of. Nothing.
After the $1 million relocation fee, we’re paying him nothing. Nothing....
Woohoo!
bunkercomplex:
Nicole’s tumblr!
Sucker.
You’re an idiot. I’m just putting that out there.
(Thanks for making me join tumblr!)
Tres prétentieux.
bunkercomplex:
littlefoot:
Note to self: Use the word incorrigible more often.
Maelstrom is my word.
Mine is “melange.” I like to bring a little international flair to my conversations.