Check out this dark chocolate shake I made with no ice cream, no dairy and at most 3 g of fat. #HappyHour #nomoreworkforme #veg
WATCH THIS AND TELL ME VOODOO ISN’T REAL
WHAT IS GOING ON HERE? I NEED ANSWERS. KIDS SCARE ME FOR SO MANY REASONS, NOW THIS IS THE MAIN ONE.
Took 2 trips to carry my beverages to the computers. Think I have a morning drinking problem. #smoothies #weirdo #hydratedforreal
- Your real name:
- your detective name (favourite colour and favourite animal):
- your soap opera name (middle name and street you live on):
- your star wars name (first three letters of last name, first two of middle):
- superhero name (color of your shirt, first item to your immediate left):
- goth name (black and one of your pets):
Via Beginners Blog Otter
She looked amazing on the red carpet last night. I love how she was practicing her surprised face too. Nailed it.
Okay, I got this message through my examiner.com homepage, which is the only place I really use my whole real name. It was through one of those “contact” buttons for an older article I wrote. Subject line: I have a weiner dog.
Anyway, it is from this crazy ass guy who was my stalker in like 2002-2003. He was a younger guy, early 20s. I was doing private cases and clerking for a judg. For my own cases and court appointments I had business cards with my home address (for mail) and my phone number. My friend put one in this fishbowl in a bar in Clearwater Beach while I was down there on vacation to win something. While we were in there, I met this guy for a few minutes, but I was totally hanging out the whole week with one of the guys in the group and we were on our way out so I just blew him off.
Two weeks after I get back, I got a voicemail from this kid, who I had to struggle to even remember. He was at my corner. Here in Philly. Moved here from Clearwater so we could be together. I started getting “gifts” on my steps and he talked to all the local stores, bars and a few neighbors about our hot love affair and how he moved here to be with me, because I had just left my husband and child I did not have for him. He went to various courthouses and spoke to other lawyers I knew looking for me. Mortifying, telling the whole love story that existed in his head. He took that card from the fishbowl that night and made a whole story with it. Mail started coming for him, his social security card, etc.
Someone called me from a local shelter, a counselor, saying that he had heard the whole story and had a feeling it was made up, it was never the same twice (the only truth being he met me in a bar in FLA). He called the cops but cray left before they got there. I got tons of text messages, near misses where I ducked him because the store clerks knew who he was and told me he had come in. Tried to get a restraining order. Nope. Called the cops. Enlightened South Philly cop told me I was not exactly Pam Anderson, why would I have a stalker. DIRECT QUOTE. Which I quoted back to him the next time he came with a supervisor. A judge gave me a gun permit. Eventually he was just gone, like almost a full terrifying year later. So very many voicemails.
lemme see if it was any good
no delete it i look dumb
I can’t stop laughing at this so I guess I better reblob it.
FOXES: Just like us. But more adorable.
Our pal Fred Armisen on his new gig as the Late Night band leader!
Fred is the best.