BugginWord - Part 2

This Week’s Tweets

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Not accomplishing anything today is really taking it out of me. #
What happens when you combine alcoholic beverages, roadkill and taxidermy chemicals? It ain't pretty. http://bit.ly/cbnJYd @craftastrophe #
Holy Bizarreness, Batman. Is anyone else listening to Christoper Walken on NPR? #
Know how I know my cats love me? They puke IN my shoes. That way the stains [...]

The Ukeagy

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The Lonon clan has descended on Maryland in anticipation of this weekend’s Great Gwatification, so I tricked my little brother into joining in on my ukulele fun. Turns out he learned four whole chords over the course of our four and half hour drive. For those of you not good with math, that’s almost a chord [...]

Bleeping Unicorns, How Do They Work?

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Obviously, I really need to stop following this whole Juggalo / Tila Tequila thing. Then again, the frickin’ New York Times is covering it now, so maybe I’m more highbrow than I realize. That’s me, a highbrow gal that can’t stop referencing the Insane Clown Posse. I’m pretty sure this all the evidence we [...]

When In Rome

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I’ve been thinking a lot about the Roman Empire lately. Which of course leads me to think about the fall of the Roman Empire. And how much I hate those ugly gladiator sandals everyone is wearing, but that’s not really the point.

You see, I’m pretty sure I live in Rome. Fine, to be perfectly fair, I [...]

Vattooing (I Can’t Make This Shit Up)

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Hindsight is a bitch. I thought I really nailed that bachelorette thing, what with the pole dancing and mechanical bull riding. I thought I had that “Best Bridesmaid Ever” title on lock down.

Until today.

Because if I was truly worthy of the title, I would have found this spa sooner and booked an appointment for the bride-to-be.

Vajazzling [...]

You’ll Need a Tray

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I’m crabby. For multiple reasons.

I still have pole burn.

My fingers are cramping from tying four hundred and seventy two tiny black bows on wedding programs and menus.

Worst. Period. Ever.

I figured out I can’t fit my entire fist in my mouth. I can only make it just past the knuckles.

Speaking of things fitting in mouths – after [...]

This Week’s Tweets

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This is what my teeth feel like after eating spinach. RT I Sure Hope There Isn’t Any Fungus Involved http://bit.ly/dgF0hZ @craftastrophe #
It's almost noon and not one single person has handed me a unicorn or a cocktail today. Reality sucks. #
RT @craftastrophe Sorry, Bugs http://bit.ly/aeHObj – Quite possibly the most horrifying craftastrophe of all time. [...]

Eight Poles, No Waiting

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Last night? Bachelorette party, baby. And yes, of course, we ended up at a bar with a mechanical bull. But I really need to talk about what happened BEFORE the bull.

We took a private pole dancing class. And it was HARD. (That’s what she said.)

Not only are my arms and legs screaming in agony, but I [...]

Suck That, Dictionary.com

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Have you ever wondered why the things in your bathroom sound so gross? I don’t mean the noise an almost empty bottle of aloe vera makes when you attempt to squoosh the green remnants into your hand. Nor do I mean the noise a kitten makes when falling into an open toilet and frantically trying to [...]

Perfection

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Well damnit, I’m still tired and crabby. Even after spending the morning scouring the internet and reading my favorite blogs, I’m not cheered up. Seems like everyone is wallowing in a little funk. So I’m guessing maybe you need a little pick me up, too. That’s why I’ll tell you a little something that always makes [...]