Someone got to this blog by googling "blogsport tits." Wuh? Seriously...what does that even mean?
It's a boring day in this neighborhood so today's paragraph won't give you much. The idea of motivating myself up and out of the house to run errands is so unappealing--times like these I so need a personal assistant. The line between lazy and inert is so fine...
Had a long catch-up conversation with Corinna last night. She's been mad busy in her job at Current TV (Al Gore's cable baby) but in general is rocking steady in San Fran with her usual flair. I miss that girl ferocious-like.
Monday, September 12, 2005
"I'm not mad, I'm just sayin'."
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