I hope you’re sitting down. This year I’ve got two:
- stop spending the bulk of each work day looking at my long, lustrous hair in my cubicle rear view mirror
- stalk, meet and fuck Kevin Smith … now THAT is a manboobs story worth having
I know, I know. I set goals that are perhaps a bit too lofty. I’ve always been an ambitious and earnest soul. I mean, you don’t get where I am without a rigorous plan for personal development. (Please forward all inquiries about motivational speaking engagements to my agent.)
Thanks to Hammer Uncut for unearthing the Kevin Smith footage.
Glad to see you back on the blog and still lustrous. If you want some help I could volunteer a couple hours a day to “lustrous hair” gazing.
Wow. That would really free up some time for my ceiling-tile counting habit. Way to help a sister out. ;-)
Just happy to see you bring “manboobs” in to the mainstream.
You’re right, Ry, it’s long overdue.
The jury is still out, though, on if it should be manboobs, man boobs, or man-boobs. Whaddya think?