November 2008
24 posts
October 2008
27 posts
You know?
A few weeks back, Hannah told me that sometimes I say things that make absolutely no sense, but I never seem to care because I always know what I'm talking about. I agreed that this was true. My favorite I-know-what-I'm-talking-about moment happened yesterday when I called Cheryl.
Me: Hi. Who is that woman that will do anything?
Cheryl: WHAT? What are you talking about?
Me: That producer at FOX that will do a segment with any client you throw her?
SPOTTED
I was just on a call with my client and a producer, when all of a sudden a bunch of boys with brooms and poster boards came running into my area yelling: watch out girls! I looked down, and saw a chunky fat mouse scurrying underneath our desks. As I screamed, it ran between my feet. Thank gawd I was on mute. And thank gawd there was a sticky roach trap in the corner that it ran straight into. And...
“Dropped my phone iN pudde kdoesnt work to text.”
– Text from Claire. Did she drop her phone in pudding? I guess I’ll need to call to find out.
Some might say this is the man I should wed
duranjm21: 2 servings of chocolate malt-o-meal, 1 package of ramen noodles, 2 buffalo chicken sandwiches, 1 bag of tater skins chips, leftover tofu stir fry, 1 lamb chop, leftover beef stroganof, leftover steamed vegetables, oh, i also had 2 pieces of leftover wedding, cake today too, lemon creme, super good
duranjm21: and the beauty of eating so much for 'snack times' is now i can eat ice cream for lunch!
Watch[via Molly]
I didn’t sleep last night because I was too excited to sleep. I told Hannah that maybe we should follow Fleet Foxes around on tour. Creepy? Maybe. Want creepier? I think I’m in love with J. Tillman.
mollymoker:
fleet foxes tonite at webster hall!!
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“I’m really going to miss you. Your beautiful eyes. You’re just...”
– V at the goodbye danish breakfast this morning.
A month ago, V told me that all the pretty girls worked on the 5th floor. I told her I worked on the 6th floor, and she just turned and walked away. I’m glad she thinks I’m pretty now.
Self esteem boost:
Nora: fuzz you are a prize. a little treasure. a sweaty little treasure.
WatchLately I’ve been thinking that instead of being a publicist, I’m really meant to be a documentary filmmaker. Look, I know I’ve got some work to do, but I want to present you with my first masterpiece.
PLOT SYNOPSIS: A handful of weekends ago, friends met up in Greenpoint to say farewell to Boots before he left for tour. After a dozen beers, we dipped. On the way back to...
