by now, this is probably unfashionably late... but whatever.

"You are a fluke of the universe, you have no right to be here..." The girl who comes in (curly brown hair, short ponytail; blue T-shirt with stick figures on the front and signs of being semi-successfully tie-dyed; black shorts; flip-flops; iPod headphones) misses the change of scenery for a few moments, but that tends to happen when one is caught up in one's music. She's also got a decent ...

for those of you who are also unfashionably late

So, yeah, US Attorney General Alberto Gonzales, the member of Bush's Texas good ol' boys club who became the top law-enforcement officer in the United States and then proceeded to administer that post by distorting and weakening civil liberties, has resigned effective this coming Monday, September 17th, 2007. It felt really good to hear this. You know, one of those feelings where you're like "...

Hocus Pocus

... to get started...' At that moment, one of the hosts announced in a raised voice that the seminar was going to begin. We shuffled inside with the rest of the party, not one minute after we'd arrived. Despite being unfashionably late, we hadn't missed a thing or drawn attention to ourselves with our tardy entrance. It was luck, not magic, but nonetheless. Supercallifragilisticexpialidocious.

All I see is you, Jared!

...party. Oh, it was fun! Everyone came in a bunch, 9 people who were either lurking in the bushes or very true to the "it's 2:00, go, go, go! This is not a drill, just an unfashionably early cocktail party!" Although advertised as a potluck, I still felt compelled to shop for so much food there are leftovers to last me a week! Smoked salmon, Nob Hill cake, TJ salsa and blue corn chips, Brie, edaname...

Alpha 1

... and tender in turn, building to a wild climax as they rolled around the mattress. She clung to him, afraid to let him go, tangling her limbs with his, raking her fingers through his unfashionably awful hair and entwining her tongue with his. Her nails dug into his buttocks and his back pulling him hard into her. The orgasm was intense and noisy as she shrieked out unashamedly her pleasure. He ...

Blame Game

... of stretching and unnatural movements, and my hand just can't be bothered. Besides, I just want to get my stuff cheap. And I want to get my freedom cheap. There's no way I'll support the war—how unfashionably honest THAT would be! I could blame myself for not wanting to change, but I just don't want to do that either. I have no one left to blame. So it has to be the troops and the employees. ...

..., part spy novel, and part family drama, set in the Regency period. Melanie and Charles Fraser seem to have the perfect lives: they are wealthy, have a prominent position in society, and are unfashionably fond of each other. But their peaceful existence is shattered when their son Colin is kidnapped, and in order to get him back, they must each revisit painful experiences from the past. They find ...

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..., part spy novel, and part family drama, set in the Regency period. Melanie and Charles Fraser seem to have the perfect lives: they are wealthy, have a prominent position in society, and are unfashionably fond of each other. But their peaceful existence is shattered when their son Colin is kidnapped, and in order to get him back, they must each revisit painful experiences from the past. They find ...

Crack crackity crack on a stick.

So there's a shortish, slightly adorable, very unfashionably dressed brunette wandering the bar. Specifically, she's out back. With a bicycle pump, an inflatable pool, and a fairly repetitive selection of curses for when either object fails to cooperate. Do come ask her what she's doing. It'll be a while before the real crack arrives.

I wear really small underwear.

...wakes up during the appetizer when the waitress leans over to refill the water. Oh nvm that was Miss Nip Slip. But he does wake up all the time and I can't just go through life being all Unfashionably Flannel and carrying MiriamWebsters around. Plus, I wear my jeans extra tight, so I get a chubby and it goes snaking down my leg all through the wilderness, tickling my knee caps and shit. We can't ...