this reminded me how much i love the porter house by SHoP architects.
dear everyone who says they wish they could live in my apartment: for the next four months, you can. please email me with inquiries, real or imagined.

UPDATE: the apartment comes with me as a roommate, which, let’s face it, is like the [bestest part] of an [already really good thing].

UPDATE #2: found one! and not just anyone. a someone. (secret secret, i’ve got a secret.)

for bestiary: a myrmecoleon
the myrmecoleon is the result of mating between a lion and an ant. i have envisioned many a sex act in my day but i just can’t wrap my mind around the mechanics of this one.
[rubs sleep out of eyes in cartoon-like manner]
austinnelson: Porkscrew
calm down helen, the pig has been blogged.
hope and union, coming soon. right next to my college boyfriend’s house where a crackhead once barged in with a knife while we were watching D2: the mighty ducks. god, i love that movie.
“Here’s how sophisticated Vice’s audience is: One time, I met this girl at the Charleston and I told her I was interning for Vice. And she’s like “Cool, let’s go back to my place fuck.” [sic] So, we go back to her place, she puts on some Finnish electronica, then calls up her ex-boyfriend and asks him if he wants to come over and have a three-way with a dude who works at Vice. He said no fucking way. But still, she was totally into it!”
essentially the reason i haven’t been home since last christmas but am now on my third trip to charleston this year: vice threeways and finnish electronica. the south carolina state pastime.
i am stuck at the airport and just noticed that the water fountains are very short and the iPhone autocorrects the word glögg. (see?)
can someone please tell me a joke?
experiments in persuasive language.