... stop using the term "verbal diarrhea." It's not clever, it's not witty, it's not original. It's cliché, and disgusting cliché at that. It is generally a poor choice to introduce "diarrhea" into any conversation unless wholly necessary, for instance when a child is sick, you are trying to call in sick from work, or you are wondering how an actress lost 30 pounds in three weeks.
... eat at Chipotle soon and often. It's a Mexican grill, and they make to-order burritos, burrito bowls, and tacos. They use top-notch, natural ingredients. It might be the best eatery in all the land. I love food, and this is loveable. I could eat this every day for the rest of my life.
... get your brakes fixed as soon as you start hearing the pads squeak, and especially omgwtf if you start hearing grinding when you brake. That means that the pads are no longer padded, and the caliper (the part that holds the pads) is just grinding away your rotors. If you've gone this far without getting new brake pads, guess what asshole, you need new rotors too. That's the part that is attached to the wheel that the brake pads actually make contact with. This is the situation I'm in, and I have to fix all of my brakes tomorrow. YEAH! My frickin' wheels look like photographs taken with a sepia filter, or something out of the friggin' Bronze Age. That's rotor dust, and that's bad. And you know what else? People who know that is are most certainly laughing at you as soon as they see it.
... understand that the reason that McDonald's offers a value meal with two breakfast burritios is because that is the maximum number of breakfast burritos (with salsa) that one can safely eat without seriously regretting it within a couple hours. In fact, you'll probably seriously regret it two or three times.
... feel good about the next President of the United States. My views have gradually changed on this over the past few months, but I feel pretty optimistic about the direction this country will be taken no matter who wins the election, though it will almost certainly be President McCain. If you don't agree, it's cool that you're wrong. I don't mind. WINK. I'm voting for Barack Obama though.
... love heating and energy bills. I live in a studio smaller than most bedrooms and my electric bill is over $100. I can't even spin in a circle in this golly-gee-dang apartment without holding my arms down or I knock over lamps and shit, and I'd be warmer in my extreme cold weather sleeping bag in the friggin' forest. No seriously. I have to turn on the fan in the bathroom when guests use it or I can hear them breathing. You know. While they do their duty. DUTY.
... freakin' fudge. Flyin'. Flippin'. Apostrophe. F.
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Deirdre March 7, 2008 02:28 PM PST You *know* YOU want some!
Sinja March 4, 2008 11:43 PM PST Yes... "bake cupcakes together." I know what that is code for, you scandalous broads!
Deirdre March 4, 2008 08:20 PM PST Ah, you know you *want* some!
Beth... lets bake cupcakes together! :D
Fwwrw Fwwrw
Debauched March 4, 2008 06:37 PM PST All you people are weird.
J f Z March 4, 2008 02:07 PM PST I spilled grape jelly on my sock today, but I had a craving for a PB& J sammie.
Oh, dear Deirdre. You are THE GREATEST!!
Oh. Maybe I should have told you that on YOUR blog, and not here on dear PHILLIP'S blog. Eh, well. He'll get over it. He already knows he's great!
Oh, Deirdre...
*fwwrw fwwrw*
:D
Deirdre March 3, 2008 05:37 PM PST Jude, let me break it down for you.
This is all the "Sinja" way of saying that he loves the Teletubbies.
AbbyNormal March 2, 2008 03:58 PM PST I dunno, I'm still having a little trouble taking restaurant and food referrals by an entry that started out talking about diarrhea.
Deirdre March 2, 2008 09:50 AM PST And by first sentence, I totally mean *second* sentence. Geeze. I need some food. My hunger is so great, it's affecting my brain cells.
A CHEESE burger would be so delcious right now.
And sorry that I'm hogging all of your comment spots. I know how annoying that is so despite what errors are in this comment, I will not comment again after this... well, not until next time, that is. :D
Be good. Have a good day. Do something fun for YOU! Wait, no. Do something fun for ME!
Deirdre March 2, 2008 09:48 AM PST Damnit. See what you did?
You had me all ";aldkj;alsdkjfa;slkdj" that I didn't even punctuate my first sentence correctly. I was not ASKING to be your biggest fan. I'm freaking TELLING you that I am.
Sigh. See what you do to me? Nerd.
Deirdre March 2, 2008 09:46 AM PST What the Mother Hell? I AM YOUR BIGGEST FAN?
Do I have to make derogatory statements for you to get that?
I mean, cuz, I got a few trix up my sleeve, dude. I can totally bring it.
Seriously, you don't want any. You better tell me to enhance my calm, quick!
And ps. (This is a note for Beth, don't read it.) SERIOUSLY, you can't read this. STOP! Damnit. RIGHT NOW--STOP READING.
So what it's your blog, I don't care! Stop! RIGHT! NOW!
Aww, I'm sorry. I *do* care. I DEW! But still, you can't read this comment to Beth.
No, you can't. You won't understand it, anyway.
No, you won't. No. NO.
NO Phillip! I said NO.
Ugh! Fine.
FINE!
Read it. See if I give a puck! Yeah, a hockey puck, at that!
Okay, Beth, darling. I just have two words for you.
"Fwwrw Fwwrw". :)
Beth March 2, 2008 12:32 AM PST We have several Chipotles around here, but I have yet to go to one. I will, though. I hear good things.
Deridre, you are so silly. No wonder I love you so!
Oh, yeah. Phillip, you rock, too. :D
Sinja March 1, 2008 04:38 PM PST You must be pretty impressed, "name," considering how much you're here. You're my biggest fan.
Name March 1, 2008 01:57 PM PST omg wtf lmao idk mbf jill? Truely a breathtaking peice of literature. I was on the edge of my seat, omg wtf you are so brilliant. all hail this guy, he is god, but with a lil poop in his undies.
Friday February 29, 2008 03:47 PM PST I was raised on Mexican food -- real Mexican food, prepared by a real Mexican, my mother. :) I love it and to this day I'd rather eat Mexican food than anything else.
My mother used to say that the test of good Mexican food is the salsa. If the salsa is good then most likely the rest of the menu is good. She warned me against eating at fast food joints. She said that I'd be sorry. "You never know what they put in that stuff. You might end up dragging your hiney on the front lawn tomorrow."
She was funny and a good cook!
bella February 29, 2008 12:06 PM PST haha! you are so very entertaining. no wonder you have so many fans!
Chipotle! LUV that place.. don*t have one around where I live though. We DID just get a Pita Pit however... better than subway :D
I agree with the McD*s comment. Not only that, but since they started putting nutritional facts on the sides of the boxes... litterally makes me wanna gag!
ChristinaL February 28, 2008 05:20 PM PST I need to get my brakes fixed :)
J f Z February 28, 2008 04:17 PM PST Don't eat mad cow burritoes. I ate Taco Bell for the first time in about a year, last week. I woke up in the middle of the night and threw up. Seriously.
Stick with ramen noodles and cans of tuna. Heh. Stop spending your college money at the multinational fast food place. They put crack in that stuff.
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January 20th, 2009. Better than my birthday. Don't even get me started.
Deirdre February 28, 2008 03:50 PM PST You gotta blog more often because you're so funny and oh my word you make me laugh and you use letters and words and on and on you go and go and I think you'll find things you need in your cake display and guess what, go on, guess, guess what and oh my gosh, I need a cupcake, wait, no I don't, I just ate four freaking brownies. Four. Again. Today. Again. Oh my gosh, no wonder I'm not losing thirty pounds in three weeks like an actress. Post. Post. Post. Post. Post.
My face hurts.
Hi. How are ya? Yeah? YEAH?
Yeah, I'm totally standing back on it.
Name February 28, 2008 01:40 PM PST I don't eat at McD's anymore. In the last couple of years, I've regretted it every time I did go, and I've finally learned.
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