@TubOfTaft: I notice things. You must have said something at some point that caused me to click the little heart. Either that, or I have a penchant for tubby tub-sitting bodies of which I was hitherto unaware. #race
Teach those cheap bast*rds from tipping the baristas properly.
I'd blame MIT, but they'd have dosed them with sex-changing, 40-foot-high growing potion, not (yawn) mere poison. #harvard
The golden light of a Massachusetts autumn shone through the double-paned glass of Lady Nooningtonshire's penthouse hotel room. A lipstick-stained Pall Mall smoldered in a crystal ash tray, threading the room with its hazy tendrils.
Lady Noonington looked up from her Chivas and Cherry Mountain Dew. The clock on top of the TV playing C-Span and "Ni Hao, Kai Lan" in picture-in-picture read 2:45. Only 15 minutes until class. No time to write a plebeian "syllabus." She would have a few Percocet, and simply be Noonan. So it goes.
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I'd blame MIT, but they'd have dosed them with sex-changing, 40-foot-high growing potion, not (yawn) mere poison. #harvard
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Then maybe it was intended for the law school. #harvard
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Lady Noonington looked up from her Chivas and Cherry Mountain Dew. The clock on top of the TV playing C-Span and "Ni Hao, Kai Lan" in picture-in-picture read 2:45. Only 15 minutes until class. No time to write a plebeian "syllabus." She would have a few Percocet, and simply be Noonan. So it goes.
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