To the multiple people who have bitched about me not blogging, I am sorry that I am in a fuck funk right now with my creativity. Promise to be back up shortly once I feel inspired. For now, enjoy this photo of Kermit the Frog. until writer's block ends, akp
To my, and most of the heterosexual female population of the world's demise, this fine specimen of a man will be taken off the market this Friday at 11 am UK time (no fear, the bar may still be open at 3 am in Chicago for those who wish to drown their sorrows). As many of you may not know, I love England. I visited there when I was 16 years old with my family and fell in love with it. London is like a laid back, more hip New York that still manages to be luxurious and posh, without being too pretentious. If you think about it, everything that is British is better: 1. UK Skins: The characters are so much more attractive, use fabulous slang, do whatever the fuck they want and look utterly badass. The soundtrack is great too, with music that is so underground, we can't even find it on iTunes. Plus, Tony Stonem is pretty much the epiphany of what every girl denies that want, but really crave most in a guy. I guess Sid's pretty sweet too. And god, these kids can party...
Fuck. The real world and the virtual world have crossed over. I shamelessly exposed my blog to them and now, I can not longer scorn and bitch about them in a public forum. This could lead to some negative repercussions...So instead, I decided to do a little tribute about each of them, hoping that they'll read it and feel good about themselves for a brief moment the return to their bitter, self-loathing lives (only joking, kinda). I will specify that these friends are in NO particular order of favorites. And that no dirty secrets will be revealed, I can't go "Harriet the Spy" on all of them and have them hate me for writing down things observed in my journal. How about to keep it fair, I go in chronological order of when I met them? Caitlin Deirdre Lynch I decided to chose a picture where we look like utter and complete hotties, so that we can remember the good days. I met Caitlin in a very ambiguous year, sometime in preschool presumably, that it's so far...
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