Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Poker? I hardly know her!

Reasons my boyfriend is pretty neat:
He DVR-ed the World Series of Poker Main Event so I can watch it while we make homemade chili tomorrow on our day off because we're both fat kids.

Fun fact: Watching the World Series of Poker in a beach house with five guys all summer in 2004 is how I learned to play Texas Hold 'Em. Survey says I'm an impulsive, quick better, which both confuses the competition and make me lose a lot.

Technology: YOU SUCK.

Let it just be said:

I HATE mother-effing Outlook. STOP CHANGING THE TIME OF A MONTHLY MEETING ON PEOPLES' CALENDARS SO MUCH THAT IT'S A VERITABLE GRAB-BAG OF DATES AND TIMES. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH.

Monday, November 9, 2009

For all my Boston friends.

Happy Bday, Elementary!

Oh, and happy 1st bday to Elementary, apparently. Enjoy the dork cake.

Seahorses. Forever.

So the original story with this video that there was some guy who took acid at a party and was talking to himself. His friends taped it and then this video got made. Apparently the "true" story is something else, but I don't care. It is ridiculous.

This? Is hilarious.

"If you want people to think you're not obsessed with money you should probably not have a name with the words GOLD and SACKS in it."

From stfumarrieds.tumblr.com

"Surprise! Haha but no seriously, get to work."

And while you're at it, BAKE ME A PIE.