Hi Internet!!

I am oh-so-busy and don't have time for more than feminist rage and finishing grad school right now, but I do waste a lot of time on my real-life Facebook page. It is has been and will be all of my social life until May. I eat lots of candy. Ass is gigantic.

So, although I'm livin' the dream in my bleach-stained yoga pants and grown-out dye job, I'm taking two minutes out of my fabulous life to link to the blog of a friend-of-a-friend. Please go to her blog, because if five of you comment in the next week, I'm certain I can get her to stop asking people to "clickety-click" on her damn links already. I mean, really. Clickety-click? It's SO new blogger. Like when we mature, reverent bloggers used to cross stuff out and replace it with something that was slightly less offensive than what we first wrote in order to demonstrate that underneath it all we are cutesy assholes were just finding our Internet voices and making our way in this crazy medium.

Oh, and I won her Wednesday caption contest, which awards me exactly nothing and which I entered after taking her to task for the clickety-click thing. Whatever you do, PLEASE ONLY CLICK her link. DO NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES CLICKETY-CLICK ANYTHING. (I warned you.)

EDIT:  ON RE-READ THIS SOUNDS LIKE I DON'T LIKE HER BLOG!! That is NOT THE CASE. She's really witty and thoughtful, and I was just assuming that you people would know that I only link to blogs I like.  And by "you people," I mean the people I knew who used to read here and who may or may not have since had their Internet shut off and are now offering handies for rides to their dealers' houses.  I just was assuming that you people would understand my ethics.  When I tell you to read someone, and it sounds like I hate them, you know it means I like them ... for the simple fact that I even linked in the first place! Shit.  This is going wrong.  What I mean is that I don't and won't link to blogs to make fun of them or be mean.  I link to writers I respect.  Period.

I'll be back around in Mayish, looking for new funny people to read and old funny people to read - chicks, mostly.  No offense to the men I already adore, but ... feminist rage.  And sometimes, maybe, I'll still illustrate blow jobs and make vagina jokes, if I'm not too responsible and educated for all of that now. (Have you TRIED clinical-strength Dove deodorant? It allows you to skip showering for like six days, if used in conjunction with Always feminine wipes-to-go. Beauty tips from me to you.)

Cunnilingus for Peace.