You the bomb!

Alright, you. What? No explanation as to what happened at the end of the commenter bonanza? After quasi molesting moi, you - what? - disappear into a cab with Conbon without announcing your exit? Poor form, slippy. Poor form.
*I'm aware this is quite late, but I've had a busy month...*

Are you blogging at all currently (yeah I know we don't know each other, I just liked reading your blogs)?

I'm really glad we're friends, but I should mention that I was at 69 followers until YOU pushed me over that relentlessly funny edge.

ok! avatar has been changed!

Listen, as far as "blow-job prizes for commuting" goes, I won't blow the whistle. I say work that angle and see how far it gets you! Like my old Nan used to say, "you'll never know the answer unless you ask!"

I'll forward the email so you have it - still at Cafe Charbon, which isn't huge but isn't too small either. It'll be, um, INTIMATE.

That's SO great that you're coming!!!! I'm co-co-co-co-co-co-hostessing!! Are you the only long distance commuter? I think you should earn some sort of prize for that!

done and done.

Ha! Well if you've already mastered the terrorizing home tactics to ditch the roomie, then the only option left is to try and drive her out of her mind. Start by constantly humming the theme to "What's Happening" over and over again whenever you see her.

Fuck it. I say you should use subtle methods to terrorize her. You know, all of a sudden make up an imaginary friend that you fight with, make shockingly loud noises like banging pots and pans together, but right outside her bedroom door at about 3 am. Start doing that stuff and she'll spend a lot less time at home.....