Thursday, July 23, 2009

This is Dated But...

I LOLed 4 real. Srsly.

Thursday, July 9, 2009


Today I was thinking mean thoughts about someone (Don't worry, it wasn't you.) I was flitting around campus hanging signs for my film series while simultaneously being a massive hater. In the storm of my furious multi-tasking I found myself back in my office and threw my body into my chair.

And onto a pocketful of push pins.

Elven push pins.

I am now sitting at my desk thinking mean thoughts about my ass, which is in turn thinking mean thoughts about me. I'd like to say the message in this story is: What Goes Around Comes Around but what I really think we could all learn from this is: Don't Fill Your Dress Pockets With Fucking Pushpins.

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Club Soda Not Seals!

It took the mass murder of 90,000 seals in Namibia to bring me back from a two month hiatus.

Are you there Prease? It's me, Megan.

Friday, May 8, 2009

At the Red House

No no no no no no no

Lauren owes us 100 Jew coins for every cringe this website induces.

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Cinco de CRYo

I am obsessed with Lost. I realize I'm about four years too late but goddamn if I haven't hopped onto the bandwagon caboose like a depression-era hobo. In the past week the inhabitants of my house (fondly dubbed "The Bordello") have watched the entire first season and we're working through the second. I dream about Lost, talk about Lost and rarely eat my meals without it playing in front of me. Some may think this is sad, but I have saved hundreds of dollars in bar tabs by staying home and curling up to Sawyer, Jack, Mister Echo & company.

Yesterday, sadness and bad moods swirled through the Bordello. We all had terrible days and wanted to wallow in self pity. Instead, we picked ourselves up by the bootstraps and invented
THE (unofficial) LOST DRINKING GAME! After dismantling the book case I have half- painted in chalkboard paint and unearthing a rouge half-piece of chalk, we had our rules board, and we all hunkered down for a long night of Island mysteries.

I have provided the list in case you too should find yourselves wanting to play. Keep in mind- these rules are based primarily on the first season, so feel free to add or subtract your own. Also feel free to not be selfish with your rules and post them in the comments.

-Sawyer makes up a nickname
-There is a close-up shot of Aaron the baby
-Any character shows up in anothers back story
-Jack does something doctor-y
-Charlie does or mentions heroin
-The Numbers are spoken or shown
-Anyone says:
---"Don't tell me what I can't do"
---"You don't know what I'm capable of"
---"The Others" (or if it's a slow game) "Them"
---"Fate" or "Destiny"

It's just too much fun.

The Right Thing, the Polite Thing to Do

The last time I posted was a simpler time. Jon and Kate were still happily raising their litter together; Google hadn't dumped me, and the medical face mask as a fashion statement was still exclusively Jacksonian.

To make up for my lack of brogging, I've been throwing up random videos. This is absolutely meant as a misdirection tactic, and I hope you have enjoyed them.

Also, this is a real video, shown not as a joke but as an instructional tool.