I have a secret. It’s a wee one, one you might have too. I didn’t save Bug’s tumor in a jar, although I’m quite sure you know that I asked the vet if I could. It isn’t that I volunteer for people to test out their phlebotomy skills on my pale arms, although I’ve been [...]
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God rest ye merry costumed men
08.24.07 –
I care not for people in costume.
(That’s not altogether true, as we all know that a number 1) they serve their purpose on annual October 31sts when no one is a better Dorothy than I, and c number 3) the practice is acceptable in certain boudoir situations. That said.)
I can’t stand when law-abiding, self-respecting adults [...]
dear very cute dc boy
08.14.07 –
do make sure your blacks match before leaving the house. such a travesty.
and nine out of ten capitol hill 20-something women? why ruin that perfectly tailored $300 suit with flip flops? seriously?