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At the movies and saw Kelly Bensimon. Anne and I debated whether it was appropriate to take a photo. I lost but negotiated an in theater photo. She looks pretty hot don’t you think?
This gallery contains 1 photo.
At the movies and saw Kelly Bensimon. Anne and I debated whether it was appropriate to take a photo. I lost but negotiated an in theater photo. She looks pretty hot don’t you think?
At the movies and saw Kelly Bensimon. Anne and I debated whether it was appropriate to take a photo. I lost but negotiated an in theater photo. She looks pretty hot don’t you think?
This whole 5/21 judgment day thing is probably nothing. But just in case the world does end, I think it’s time to share everything that I’ve been holding back. Without further ado:
WAIT! Thankfully, I checked Wikipedia before getting to the really personal stuff. It turns out that 5/21 is just the first step of the process. The world won’t actually end until October. Please disregard everything that I just said. Especially the thing about the Brita. I’m really fucked if that one gets out.
As I mentioned yesterday in my initial post, I plan to revolutionize the internet. In my second post, I posited whether there was a uniform order of operations for punctuation. Imagine my amazement and astonishment when I saw my true power to influence others. The Guardian had just one day later devoted an entire article to answering one of my 22 questions. I eagerly await feedback from other similarly important sources.
It’s now clear to me that the perception of my blogging career will one day be compared to people’s perception of linkedin: Useless for an uncomfortably long period of time, followed by a fleeting period of phenomenal financial success, followed by death for all on Judgment Day.
Shake Shack 1, In-N-Out 0