{"id":1162,"date":"2008-09-15T16:01:12","date_gmt":"2008-09-15T20:01:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.loafe.com\/?p=1162"},"modified":"2008-09-15T16:01:12","modified_gmt":"2008-09-15T20:01:12","slug":"well-shoot","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.loafe.com\/?p=1162","title":{"rendered":"well, shoot."},"content":{"rendered":"

Sadly, I think my brain cancer was a combination of PMS, fatigue, and my cold. I was wanting some kind of tragic illness. I need the attention. Now I’m back to being just like everyone else.<\/p>\n

Although I do have a bone spur. What kind of sympathy\/attention does that warrant?<\/p>\n

In an effort to be less ugly, I have been upgrading my ratty t-shirts for new shirts that are a) not t-shirts and b) a little girlier. This means shorter sleeves, lower necklines, more feminine cuts. the result? meh. I’m still a tree trunk with breasts. you just see more of the tree trunk and\/or breasts. I do like trees though<\/a>.<\/p>\n

I applied for a job that pays $40\/hr. Of course I didn’t get it. I didn’t even get an interview. LAME. I would like to make $40\/hr though. That would be nice.<\/p>\n

the first time I did ecstasy with Gordon, I thought he looked like jesus christ. At least, I thought he looked like how jesus might have looked. especially body-wise. I don’t know why I think that. the other day I was looking at some work papers of his and it listed his occupation as “carpenter”. It made me feel warm and nice inside, seeing that word next to his name.<\/p>\n

you know what I like most about the new yorker? how the articles continue one page after another, you don’t have to flip around to a thousand places to finish the story. I love that.<\/p>\n

also, facebook is dumb and TV is dumb and boys are, too. all dumb. dumbest thing of all? Nights in Rodanthe<\/em>. Can someone take nicholas sparks’ writing implements away until he learns to play nice with them?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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