And now for those links I promised you this morning when we were having coffee and talking about glitter penises.
First, I'm over at Aiming Low writing yet again about a body part below the belt. My feet!
I totally just saved my mom and dad's lives, because the third time your daughter writes about her see you next Tuesday on the internet is the charm for a massive coronary. From what I've heard.
Next: someone found me interesting enough to interview. I KNOW. Allison from the hilarious blog Fucked in Park Slope (not literal; safe for work--you are welcome again, parents) chose ME as a "Profile in Courage." Courage, in this instance, means talking about men's sandals and the perils of pooping in a birthing tub. It's all relative, but still, if you're a soldier in Afghanistan you probably should not read this.
Have a great weekend, everyone. If the world ends tomorrow, this will be my final blog post, so I'd just like to say... Shit. I do not have a speech prepared. Be excellent to each other? See you in hell, maybe? I'll bring the Cuervo, you bring the limes. XOXO, Gossip Girl.