
New layout here at MI! I’m still playing around with the code, but this is more or less how it’s staying for a while. I wanted something a little cleaner and I got tired of the old layout. If you hate this one, don’t worry, it will probably change again in a few months. I have a (layout) commitment problem.
And now some randomness:
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Twitter is a strange thing. It calls to you. It says, “Please, write nonsensical things to me. You know know want to…” And I have to stop myself from writing really weird things. Like, “The monkeys are attacking the cows in my brain.” Because those are the kinds of thoughts that usually go through my head. And now I’ve scared you off. I’m sorry! Come back. I was just kidding… I swear…
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Doesn’t it suck when you spend an obscene amount of time trying to figure out if someone’s gay - because they simply have to be from the clues you’ve uncovered – only to discover that they’re not? Oh, you’ve never done this? Yeah, me neither.
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People seem to think I like black coffee because Kris likes black coffee. I don’t like black coffee. I hate it. DIE BLACK COFFEE DIE.
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I keep thinking I want to do things like: take at least one photograph a day for a year. I keep thinking I will eventually do this. I will likely not do this.
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3 Way amuses me. Cathy DeBuono makes me want to go to therapy. I have always wanted to go to therapy and do odd things like bark under the table. I’m not sure if that makes me weird.
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I wonder if the emu ever gets emo.
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Actually, my special ability is to fall in love with girls who appear to reciprocate and then find out they’re actually gay. I use two hands to count the times this has happened.
Yes, the emu gets emo. It lets its feathers grow out over its eyes and takes dark pictures of half an kohl-lined eye, hair, and part of his beak to post on MySpace.