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Look, I'm not doing this for you, but for my own dark and twisted reasons. Oh, and because everyone else is doing it.

 
 

September 22, 2004

poop, socialization problems and casual sex (or, the story of my life)

We'll start with the funny... this is from Roll Call via Wonkette:

"Bowel Movement. “If the president is the head of the American body politic, Congress is its gastrointestinal tract. Its vast and convoluted inner workings may be mysterious and unpleasant, but in the end they excrete a great deal of material whose successful passage is crucial to our nation’s survival. This is Congress’s duty.” — From “America,” the book by comedian and Daily Show host Jon Stewart. A spoof on a classroom civics textbook, Stewart’s book is published by Warner Brothers."

John Stewart AND potty humor? I'm all swoony...

Monday and Tuesday began with category 4 headaches - and this is after about a week and a half of category 2 sinus headaches. Finally, this afternoon, the headache went away. I'm a pleasant person again.

Our second agenda item this evening involves another piece from Newyorkmetro.com (last piece involved the fadeaway)... It's about how difficult it is for single 30-somethings in NYC to make friends. I think that the article is a bit more universal.

And then, via the Observer via Gawker, an article about Friends with Benefits and FB's. It's a scathing little indictment on how screwed up men and women are regarding sex. I also thought it was funny.