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10:57 Scene of the Crime.
11:03 Pre-game.
12:48 (after quick trip to book store) Success!
No sleep till Brooklyn!
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i was once nominated for something relating to this blog, no really.
I'm a winner!
i am unimpressed by your utne subscription.
About Me
- blythe
- oklahoma returnee, lover of all things deep fried, mama to be of super surprise baby boy!
More me!
twitwaffle - clearly, i'm not into this.
i was once nominated for something relating to this blog, no really.
I'm a winner!
Sometimes I do stuff. Sometimes I write about it. But most of the time both things turn out badly
what people are saying about the bee-spot:
"Since she is a level 2 alcoholic, Blythe is one our favorite bloggers." - The Lost Ogle
"no one's saying anything about the bee-spot, blythe." - Shain
"The dean of flyover-state bloggers living vicariously through New York bloggers." - CrimeNotes
"You've got a job and a blog. That does not constitute a life." - Brother Bee-Spot
"no one's saying anything about the bee-spot, blythe." - Shain
"The dean of flyover-state bloggers living vicariously through New York bloggers." - CrimeNotes
"You've got a job and a blog. That does not constitute a life." - Brother Bee-Spot
baby crap (not literally)
sometimes i read these, but not much because i'm super lazy
oklahoma is ok (!)
style/personal/design/food hybrids
decor splendor
i'll wear what she's wearing
- anthroholic
- cheap chic daily
- Cupcakes and Cashmere
- in pursuit of pretty things
- infinite whimsy
- Kendi Everyday
- little girl big closet
- love at first shop
- see chloe shop
- she finds
- The Budget Babe
- The Cheap Chica's Guide to Style
- The Daybook
- the look 4 less
- uber chic for cheap
- What would a nerd wear
- what would emma pillsbury wear
just eat it
are you sure about this?
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16 comments:
My first concert was Def Leppard. But technically, Europe was opening up for them, so Final Countdown was my first rock experience.
i can't believe Snape of all people is the one who kills Harry at the end! and Hermione's late-term abortion was unexpected as well.
You've somehow removed all sexuality from pictures of you in bed. You're good, Blythe, really good.
p.s. unless, like me, arrested development and harry potter are your religion, i suspect you will find this post exceptionally retarded - even by this blog's standards. apologies all around.
Actually, now that you mention it, that's pretty hot. Mysteriously hot. Also.... uhhhhhh hang on...
are you missing a finger on your right hand? That's... better than having an extra, I guess.
i cant type. i give up
I vote for - exceptionally retarded. Except for the Beastie Boys reference saves it all.
jebus - i don't like to talk about it and would appreciate if you didn't bring it up again.
mr. shain - what? i can't understand you. could you please type english?
garrett - yeah, well, the jerk store called and they're out of you! the phone is ringing, oh my god. i love you if you know what that means. i also love beer, though. so don't get all excited. not that you would. since you think i'm borderline retarded.
Kids - DON'T DRINK AND BLOG.
CISCO!
I must confess. I have never read or seen anything involving Harry Potter. This comment has nothing to do with this post. Sorry.
I just wanted to say this: I peed my britches. Seriously. Pee came out.
These are the reasons for this:
#1 ZING! is one of the many things I say to my fellow employees that makes them wish I was "downsized".
#2 Sufjan Stevens is one of my favorite dudes. I love him. And the title of his songs.
So in closing, I get your humor.
Also, will you marry me. I'm an ordained minister. So we wouldn't have to hire anyone. Except maybe a caterer. Maybe a photographer. The flower lady maybe. O.K. so we may have to hire some people.
I'm sorry I just lied.
Crap.
Well - the jerk store reference - that is from seinfeld. The phone is ringing quote - isn't that Get it Together
i think i might have been a little uh you know during that last round of comments. disregard.
you're never going to tell me how you know of the wampus, are you.
'Borderline retarded' is the new 'functional schizophrenic'.
So what are you saying - you're not going to love me now?
big daddy - totally. and then some.
garrett - in the immortal words of whitney houston, "crack is whack." no, "i will always love you." except for now. and now.
Was Mr. Shain in a meth hole when he wrote that last comment? O wait, of course he was.
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