In Her Shell
Monday, June 12, 2006
  In Praise of Complicated Pop Culture Chicks

"You see how picky I am about my shoes and they only go on my feet!"



"Well, when I'm with a boy I like, it's hard for me to say anything cool, or, or witty, or at all. I can usually make a few vowel sounds, and then I have to go away."

"Andy. Really. Who gives a shit?"

 
Comments:
"Well, when I'm with a boy I like, it's hard for me to say anything cool, or, or witty, or at all. I can usually make a few vowel sounds, and then I have to go away."

Evidently the writers have been watching me and taking notes.
 
that last one is for me, isn't it?
ISN'T IT?
 
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