THIS MY BLØG

the other part of that answer is basically "cuz black women already have fat asses"

i just noticed the names of the writers in his fake magazine

– LaQueesha Jomo Goldberg
– Jamaal Akbar Jones

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I would have sex with all this white women

this is kinda depressing

sometimes learning abt feminine beauty can get mad real

america i'm sorry i ruined yr women with gayness :_: i didnt mean to i swear!!!!

nice1 dude

tb mad real tho that site is depressing in a way that dude's worrying about beyonce's immortal soul are not

we should ask him what he thinks of sasha fierce

here i was thinking that swedish ppl were all tolerant and shit

recommended ron g blends
http://www.sendspace.com/file/phmfbq

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serious business

I once knew a girl who had a blog, and even though I was not good friends with her I would try to say memorable or quotable things when I was around her so that I might appear on her blog.

Of course, that was not a bløg.

I used to do that too.

I also used to write to newspaper columnists.

Our Town:Funny money has its virtues

Richard Allin

WILL THE $2 bill ever take an important place in the American wallet?
So far, it's still such an oddity that many young people have never seen or heard of it. And some people won't even touch it, fearing bad luck.
Still, it must have a useful place in American currency because the government still prints it. It's available for the asking at your bank.
Racetracks such as Oaklawn once handed out $2 bills to winning ticket-holders. The circulation of the $2 note was supposed to suggest what a boon to the economy the horse track was as it circulated around town. I'm not sure whether the practice is continued. AN E-MAIL from Tre Baker, written after we told a $2 bill story here last week, indicates that he has an amused interest in American currency.
"Just got done reading your column on my favorite piece of American currency, the Jeffersonian $2 bill. Next time that you get one, look at the back at the picture of the signing of the Declaration of Independence. There's a foot underneath the table that's misshapen and twisted, and does not apparently match up with any leg in the room.
"A friend of mine (isn't that how all of these stories start out?) used to work at a liquor store on South University. He complained at the time of all the shysters out there who would try to buy their beer with four of the new quarters and insist that they were silver dollars. You have to wonder sometimes. ...
"And don't get me started on those vending machines at the post office that won't take any of the new twenties, but will give back your change in Susan B. Anthony dollars. That's the United States Postal Service, all right. Can't wait to see what other interesting tales will come out after the release of the Sacajawea dollar." ANOTHER READER, Robert Jones, also has fun with the twin buck...

ron g blend OTM!

someone burned popcorn in my building
yuk

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wtf Brooke Shields is so much more fuckable than those other women

think piece
expert syndrome

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in the late 00s a particular form of previously esoteric behavior has written its way into the mainstream. in the design field theres a long and storied history of putting franklin gothic medium on the couch and delving into his inner qualities. checking his gravitas his youth and capriciousness. everyone has favorites. there are long term cycles and ephemeral trends. all live in fear of setting yesterdays type. its something you have to deal w/pretty much. just as music used to be something jimmy page did in a million dollar studio and then you bought it and enjoyed it carefree on the other side of the continental divide these days those w/no professional interest are developing strong feelings abt these lil guys. in internet chat sites and pubs around the world ordinary citizens debate relative merits and advocate for the superior nature of their favorites. they exclaim copper plate gothic in disgust or murmur zaf dingbats to cut the tension. these pugilists are known to carry all sorts pet theories obscure factoids and wild imaginings in their rhetorical arsenals. theyre locked and loaded wet and ready. but for why. whatever. basically my point is - and i say this as a friend and a graphic designer - who the fuck cares. its just fonts.

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speaking as the son of a graphic designer, and the boyfriend of a graphic designer, designers are the most annoying people on the planet, no offense obviously

yah i mean i totally agree which is why im wondering why anyone would want to emulate their tedium

me:grammar/usage::my girlfriend:font selection

Q: How did you get so pretty?

i made a poster for our radio show and used myriad once and she just rolled her eyes at me

myriad baleric sting remixes

im thinking abt watching HELVETICA: THE FILM to punish myself for being unambitious

ron g blend OTM!

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yes dude totally - if anyone hasnt dled it u got to check it out 100% fire for alltime

dope film imo

xp

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haha niice

im goin huuuuungrraaaaaaayyaaaaay

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fuck this bullshit
lunch tragedy

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i had some leftover braised chicken thighs bacon and acorn squash from yesterday so i striped the chicken from the bone and mashed it together w/the squash and bacon and put it in the microwave for three minutes i then took congealed bacon/chicken fat which i had set aside threw it in a pan over medium heat till it melted and started cooking a chopped up clementine in there then i cut up half an avocado to add post cooking and i sliced up half a fennel and put that in w/the clementine and went over to retrieve the chicken from the microwave and the bowl it was in was hot so i was handling it gingerly by the edges and just as i went to put it on the counter it slipped hit the corner of the counter shattered spilled chicken and squash all over the floor and inflicted the damage to my hand u see above which is quite deep and will prob require stitches and is in the most inconvenient spot - i ate the fennel clementine and avocado anyway fuck it

this is why i don't eat lunch

yah i should look into that

by the same logic i could argue that this is why i dont eat bacon

bacon is too good - so is lunch tho - jeez

i have eaten two clementines today tho

i also have a third clementine AND an apple AND a pear with me -- it's a veritable fruitocopia in my purse

my hand isnt bleeding too bad but its weird thats a loose spot for skin and its sliced and hanging wide open and u can see the flesh below the skin if that makes sense - looks like itll just keep reopening forever if i dont get stitches - really dont want to deal w/the hospital

rub some bacon on it

its not bleeding at all anymore just sitting there a little window to the inside of my body - i put a bandaid on there - still havent cleaned up the chicken - im pretty angry w/that chicken tbh

yeah i would leave the chicken right where it is until it's learned not to hurt you and has thought about what it's done

why will chicken never learn lessons what bastardos for sure

i sliced the middle finger on my left hand down to the bone trying to pit an avocado once.

i had to have a specialist surgeon repair two tendons and a nerve and then went to 6 months of physical therapy and still only have about 75% mobility with that finger.

yes i still love avocados.

yah i could never stay mad at avocados

how were you pitting it?!?!

damn grady

obv i was pitting it the wrong way

how do i pit this by stabbing my finger or