Tavie
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amy
andrew
carl
barb cooking blog
boing boing
caroline
cartoon brew
chris
cityroom
consumerist
erin
gena/ deadly stealth frogs
gothamist
jim hill
kids in the hall lj
kithblog
matt k
mike t
nathan
post secret
rynn
sarah
sarah c
sean
tea rose
toby
tom


webcomics i read:
american elf
american stickman
elfquest
lolcats!
masque of the red death
the perry bible fellowship
toothpaste for dinner
ultrajoebot
xkcd

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me on the tumblr
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Wednesday, September 24, 2003
There's really just nothing at all, nothing whatsoever, not a single, blessed, ever-lovin', blue-eyed, gosh-almighty what's-it-to-ya hip-hop-dippety-dooin' thing to talk about.

I feel devoid of ambition, energy or hope. I am all sorts of despondent. I am every shade of dull. I am nothing spread on toast. I drink my coffee black with two packets of powdered ennui.

I will say this: Nick @ Nite's current Roseanne marathon is the very most wonderful thing going on for me right now. Roseanne and Jackie just decorated Nana Mary like she was a Christmas tree.

 Why are you in Tavie's head? 2:24 AM | shower me with attention