Okay, so, like, Emily Post would probably advise that blogging your boyfriend’s blog–epsecially when it’s like the cheerleader/quaterback-popular kind of blog, and yours is just a namby-pamby shadow of an online stickypad, meaning that anyone who’s come to you has already gone to him first–is un peu gauche, but screw it. On the off chance you haven’t perused his site in the past 24 hours, here are two very important bits of news I feel obligated to share:
1. My sister is fucking fierce.
2. Ronald Firbank has risen from the dead, and he’s writing obituaries.
sturtle [dot] com 