Glass Houses

Sunday January 28, 2007 @ 01:13 PM (UTC)

I have rationalized my love of catty sites such as Go Fug Yourself by claiming that I, the most non-celebrityish person in the world, never go farther than the mailbox with my hair unbrushed, and would never go to the video store in a wrinkled bedroom sheet and Uggs, to name just one celebrity fugsemble.

However, my faith in my own grooming standards has been shaken. I not only failed to lint-roll the layer of tabby cat-hair accents from my black sweater before heading out today, but I just discovered that I have been in public for half an hour with a blob of Malt-o-Meal hot cereal dried onto the tip of my nose. Even Britney Spears would be appalled.


Original style, no flavor.

I mostwise put brown sugar on top though.

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