Thursday, November 2

Evacuate!

What was I thinking?

So, a backup plan.

Hmmmm.

Back.

Up.

Plan.

For several months now I've felt the sharp pangs of regret that I did not get over my fear of carnage enough to become a doctor.

Foolish girl!

6 Comments:

Blogger T.V. Fritz said...

Just remember: "You got 'em near the walls, by the balls, causing waterfalls."*

*Peaches. I love that bitch.

Fri Nov 03, 07:25:00 AM  
Blogger nashgirl said...

I think you and every other newsperson just died a little inside. Or reconsidered going back to school.

Fri Nov 03, 08:18:00 AM  
Blogger John H said...

you'll be just the person to lead the ink-stained wretches (actually, the computer-keyboard enhanced print wretches) across the digital divide into electra-land.

I have faith..

Fri Nov 03, 01:15:00 PM  
Blogger T.V. Fritz said...

But The New York Post boasted a readership gain! If I were you, I just start pulling stuff out my ass.

Fri Nov 03, 05:18:00 PM  
Blogger phallicpen said...

Tabloids are probably up in popularity. Don't you want to design spreads using exclamatory sentences and airbrushed pictures of Brangelina Jolie-Pitt-Fuckwit?

Mon Nov 06, 10:02:00 AM  
Blogger Wendy said...

Yeah, I'm considering the doctor thing, too.

But as long as people keep dying in a statistical fashion I'll have a job.

Assuming I get a degree.

As long as people keep drinking Starbucks, I'll have a job.

Fri Nov 10, 03:55:00 PM  

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