| The new Liz Phair CD is the worst thing I have ever heard. It totally deserved goose eggs on Pitchfork, which is really fucking depressing. I am going to write something totally indepth about it tomorrow. I just flossed my teeth and now they hurt. Yuck. God I'm depressed. Maro left me a message on my phone where she called me a homo. It made me smile. I love Maro. I am calling you tomorrow, whore. |
