Wednesday, June 8, 2011


I'm a tumbleargh gal now

Monday, May 23, 2011

Me: Oh your dog is sooo cute! He looks like Chewbacca, I mean in a really adorable way!
A: What is Chewbacca?

Oh, no

A few weeks ago I moved in with a friend and her boyfriend, and I just realised something terrible. Something awful. Something that will impact me in untold ways.

My friend's boyfriend's name starts with an I. HOW AM I GOING TO WRITE AMUSING STORIES IF I REFERENCE HIM AS "I" ALL THE TIME? Example: Today I and I decided to clean the carpets. YOU SEE? IT DOES NOT WORK.

As I see it, there are only three solutions:

- Convince I to change his name to Herbert (OH MY GOODNESS SEE HOW ANNOYING THAT "I" THING IS ALREADY?)
- Give him a substitute name on this blog
- Kill him and make someone with a SENSIBLE NAME move in

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

My brother: You probably don't remember this but you came into my room at about 3am and raged at me because I had the TV too loud and it woke you up. You looked like you'd suffered a psychotic break... I was genuinely scared. (Thoughtful silence) If you ever go to uni you should avoid shared accomodation.
Today I was sitting at my desk, reading lamebook and eating yogurt. I missed my mouth, smearing mango ski all over my chin. Probably should invest in a bib.
L: I'm like Joan Holloway because I have big boobs and am outspoken. You're Peggy because you're quiet and smart, and K's like Don Draper except he's gay and nobody here would sleep with him anyway.

Monday, April 18, 2011

Sometimes I worry that one day at work I'll answer the phone "Dunder Mifflin this is Pam"