It said my face was a perfect match with Janeane Garofalo. I don’t have a picture because I saw it, and just had to close the window. I have no idea how I’m supposed to feel about any of that.
Since every time I come back to my dashboard I’m reminded that the non-porn aspect of tumblr is comprised mostly of people posting pics of their abs, I guess I better get back in shape—with EURO TRAINING.
Since I don’t have any idea what I want to do with this blog (especially since I actually write things on the mixtape blog), I’ve decided that I’m just going to use this space to digitally scrapbook things I enjoy online and leave it at that.
I do this mainly because I forgot my del.icio.us password months ago. I’d ask you to follow the blog I (along with my partner-in-writing) actually write substantive posts on, but I won’t for the following two reasons:
- I’ve stopped caring about being followed/read/paid attention to a long time ago; and
- I’m fairly certain most people on tumblr, despite hating twitter, hate reading things longer than a text message all the same. And I’m okay with that.
Click the photo above to see the entire “Puppy Love” photoset. It’s gross; you’ll love it. I know I did.



