Bought a new phone, but still grieving over my lost one.
feel free to call and console me.
posted by phat tony 6:31 PM
I think I have a stalker.
posted by phat tony 9:07 PM
I lost my phone.
worst.
posted by phat tony 3:12 PM
Things I'd rather not explain:
- my unnatural obsession with the Gilmore Girls... and perhaps all things Lorelai.
- Why the last 5 minutes of the last episode of the first season of The O.C. made me feel more deeply than most things.
- Why my room is a mess
- Why I fill my glass with crushed ice
- Why I do stupid, stupid things when I have too much time on my hands, and am left alone for a second too long.
posted by phat tony 11:02 PM
Wow. EVERYTHING is convenient in NYC. You have no idea.
posted by phat tony 4:56 AM
"I stood watching a wave of loss come through the celestial air toward me, through that beautiful morning. Then my grief reached me, an unspeakable fire." - e. kostova, the historian
posted by phat tony 4:52 PM
http://badjohnnyband.com/POLL.htm
please go to the above website and click on "my immortal." i basically don't care that you may have never heard or heard OF this band... my friend sings in the band and basically wants to win a little contest she has amongst her bandmates. it's a huge point of pride for her, so we're going to help it out. thank you all, thank you all very much.
posted by phat tony 7:21 PM
Oh man, I have so many things to say, most of them in response to the reaction that I never have anything to blog about/I don't blog anymore...
a) When is a date not a date? Oh, let me fill you in...
b) When does looking for drama hit a dead end?
c) Why am I simultaneously so ashamed yet so proud of my hometown?
d) Gay? What? Who? What? When? Wha?
e) Secret keeping is rough. I mean, I'm happy to do it (in fact, I'm proud and honored to do it), but at which point to other folks' reactions begin to matter?
f) Relationships that never were.
g) Lists that are so fun to make.
h) Stories that consist of 101 words.
posted by phat tony 3:55 AM
