
Either start at the beginning or follow the tease (heh, who's stalking who now, dudes).
What? It's not clear yet? Then you'll have to come back tomorrow for the Full Monty.
Man, I see in Fight Club the strongest and smartest men who've ever lived. I see all this potential, and I see it squandered. God damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables; slaves with white collars. Working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. Our Great Depression is our lives. We've been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off.

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Did you just call me a tease? I'm just as much a tease as I am a real stalker.
PS. No pajamas today? Kinky.
i'll be there! but don't start the party too soon, because i don't get in to SF until friday afternoon.
wait for me, hear?
Oh yeah. Save me a drink (or 3) because I am SO THERE.
This week the promise of alcohol and bloggy friends is the closest approximation of heaven I can imagine. Niiiice. Can't wait for July.
the little easter egg hunt was fun. also, i'm already drunk. is that good?
don't answer, regardless.
all i now is that this is about blogher and since i can't go i think i'll pout now. :-(
Dude.
by the time i get done running all over the blogosphere there better be a dirty martini (up, 2 olives) waiting for me. ;-)
interesting... umm...are you going to give me the skinny?
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