words, words, words . . . words.

phrase least deserving of mass mailing:



thanks, urban outfitters! i thought they were picnics at which no one was allowed to eat anything but tuna sandwiches, and since i don't need to attend any more of those, i'd never have opened the e-mail without your clarification. you're the best. really. the best.

phrase that i can not look at or think about without becoming at least a teensy bit nauseated: tooth pulp. uggggghhhhhh.

new favorite word: widdershins! wonderful, wonderful widdershins! adjective or adverb, meaning in a left-handed, wrong, or contrary (counterclockwise) direction. can you use the word in a sentence, juniper? why, yes i can!

"my wee pet circles widdershins around the room, like a small and black and restless moon."

somehow the word has acquired some wiccan relevance, but i don't know anything about that. if you do, you can tell me. i like learning and whatnot. especially about widdershins.

funniest intro to a television commercial: "too many players hit balls without purpose." i'm not even going to tell you what they're selling, i'm just going to let you bask in its delicate, irridescent beauty.

phrase most likely to appear on the cover of the next book i buy for my roommate: fast lives: women who use crack cocaine. there's nothing funny about drug abuse or addiction and the ease with which it ruins lives, but come on; have you ever seen a more groan-worthy title? maybe they could make it a series. fast lives: women who downhill ski. fast lives: men who drive on the autobahn. fast lives: cheetahs.

fast post: and it's gone.