paulineasaurus

At The Crosby last Sunday, I realized that I hear Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow by The Shirelles a LOT lately.

This is true. My future little dog will be named Slayer.

I always worry that I might sing PENIS instead of PEACE in a song. Or SHIT instead of SHEET. Etcetera.

Yes, Kevin, but can you do the runny nose?

SO HOT IN LA. IN THE MIDDLE OF DECEMBER. 80F.

2009 could suck it.

Good friend but not Best friend.

Official Best of 2009 lists

Paulineasaurus is HUNGRY.

The start of my annual New Year Determination.

Twitterpation is hitting close to home. (Please refer to Disney's Bambi for term reference.)

This is how I usually work.

I got my brother awesome shoes. And I pretty much tried on my gift at the store in front of him, and gave him the box. And then he asked me for a tag. I refused to give him one.

Educrate? More like mEhDUCRATE!

What is love? Baby don't hurt me. Don't hurt me. No more.

I went to three Family Christmas Parties in three days, and I think I've become a master in answering/reacting to most frequently asked questions and the most common statements.