March 31, 2008
I absolutely can not get over the fact that I missed the Buffy reunion in LA last week. Everybody except for Alyson “Willow” Hannigan was there, and I was not. I spent the greater part of my adolesence and teenage years watching Buffy, reading about Buffy, and pretending I was Buffy, so this is a blow that will take some time to get over.
On that note, a little birdy told me that Seth Green was going to be at Comi Con, and I am wrestling over whether or not to go. As you all know, he and I will be together one day, but I just don’t think that this is the way our relationship should begin. I don’t think the pick-up artist would approve of “I came to this comic book convention specifically to woo you” as an adequate opener.
That said, if you are a friend of Seth’s or are in fact Seth himself, tell him I will be lurking around the corner from the Javits Center. I’ll be carrying a red rose, and wearing my eau de desperation.
March 28, 2008
I’ve been sucking lately in the blogging department. You know it, I know it, and Corey Brown definitely knows it. To try and make up for it, I am going to tell you what I did this week while I wasn’t blogging:
Fell in a diner
Listened to a crap ton of Mariah Carey
Realized the only thing exempt to the “Rule of Three” is VH1 reality shows
Accidentally stole a headband
Decided a lot of girls wouldn’t be considered pretty if Sarah Jessica Parker wasn’t famous
My favorite pen ran out of ink
Worked 25 hours in two days
Learned about “rough drafts”
Got sad that Whitney Houston lost her sh*t
Passed the courvoisier
Haggled at Urban Outfitters
Caught a guy putting on a fake accent while selling spa products
Looked forward to Keeping it Fun
I know this is a poor substitute for a week’s worth of entries, but please try to forgive me. It won’t happen again.
BTDubs, does anyone out there know what those circle and line charts you draw while brainstorming are called? This shizz is killing me.
March 24, 2008
All work and no play make Brianna a dull girl. Check this out until I return:
If you don’t like Astronaut Jones, you aren’t my friend.
March 22, 2008
Hello Upper East Siders,
As Gossip Girl comes staggering back from strike rehab, there is no way she is flying solo. Tagging along for some debutante drama is Michelle “Shut Up Dawn” Trachtenberg, bearing gifts of deceit to shake up Serena’s almost-serene world. The streets are abuzz again with the tap tap of Louboutins, as people rush to see the former fallen angel fall once again. So, strap on your Choos, ’cause this will definitely be a wild ride.
March 21, 2008
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I’m starting to dig U2. I am getting old.
March 19, 2008
When I was waiting at a stoplight today, I saw a tiny, thin, well-dressed, blond girl coming out of a Starbucks, and after deciding that I totally hated her, I realized that it just might have been Nicole Richie. Why Nicole? Because the girl had this tattoo:
“Nicole” was wearing giant sunglasses, lots of bracelets, a white satin tank top (in the winter), and got into the passenger seat of a big, black SUV. The only thing stopping me from believing that this was actually Miss Richie, was that it all happened in Millburn, NJ.
March 18, 2008
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My 86-year-old Aunt Rose finds this hilarious:
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