Love me even though my entire face is so horrifyingly splotchy from incessant crying that I look like a walking pepperoni pizza.
Suggest that we shouldn’t let the dog sip the $39.00 Herradura tequila. You know he’s totally worth it.
For telling the 8-yr old girls next door that the reason I don’t go to church is because I don’t agree with the fact that Mormons eat people in the temple.
I wonder if clipping my toenails in my step-father’s bed might make things a little more peaceful around here. He’d totally love that.
The Thermals: More Parts Per Million
Protest Music is Alive and Kicking
Michael Cole Portfolio, Spring 2003
I’m really just about up to here with people who tell me, “Look at it this way, at least you can write about it on your website!” and then smile as if they’ve made it all better. It seems that as long as I have a website, I can’t really have a bad day, because [...]