Ah, what a week. We laughed. We cried. We held one another in the moonlight. Oh, wait. No we didn't. But we sure posted a lot of crap about "Sex and the City: The Fucking Movie."
Look! I got to talk to Susie Bright! She's the bee's knees, bitches.
Lena Chen got gawkakked.
I entered the e-canon.
I'm a whore.
Hair hats!
Ashley Blue was cloned. Now, her genitalreplicants will roam among us. I, for one, welcome our new plastic vagina overlords.
Somebody passive-aggressively declared superiority over male reporters when it comes to sex stories, and, for that, someone will not apologize.
I posted ten times a day for the duration of a four-day week. Do I get a fucking medal?
I wrote the first 30 pages of my porn novel, Happy, and I'm aiming to have the first 50 pages done by Monday, dammit.
That's how I rolled.
Have a beautiful weekend because you're pretty, but life isn't.
