A tribute.
So what's the reason Fits started blogging?
I know it's the question you've been asking yourself ever since you stumbled upon this all-hotness oracle of fun times. Don't be shy when it comes to speaking up, you down the back. And see me after class for 'special homework'. Meow.
*Bends cane suggestively*
Okay, here's the story.
One day long long ago (May 2004), I was killing time at my place of work* by idly googling two of my favourite words Fabrizio plus Moretti and I stumbled across Lindsayism .
She was - and remains to this day - a fucking funny pop-culture dissecter with a brimming brain and Dorothy Parker-esque smart arsery. She also has a cool home-made t-shirt which says 'MY OTHER BOYFRIEND IS A STROKE' on the front. Prepare erection immediately:
She's a boozer! We have so much in common.
I have emailed a couple of times trying to bribe her into being my best pal ever, but the closest I got to stalking her is when I noticed her Friendster profile had changed from 'in a relationship' to 'single' and I thought: 'Gracious, she's broken up with Max...wait, how the fuck do I know this? I AM A STALKER' and I let her go graciously.
Here are the sort of archives that made me fall for her big fat brain.
Why am I mentioning a tribute to Lindsay Robertson today?
Because last week - I shit you not - she fucking linked to me.
And not like I want to get into all that painful emotional blogger linker bullshit, but I HAVE BEEN LINKED BY LINDSAYISM NYC SO EAT MY KNICKERS WITH TAMARI, DICKWEED.
You realise this is just one step closer to touching Greg the Boyfriend in an inappropriate place? I have totally booked my plane ticket.
*This is, of course, many many moons ago. Long before I came the big-shot lady-girl I am today.
980 days til the next election.
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Touching- and what better way to celebrate by adding a few links to your own faithful blogstalkers?!
OK, there's quite a few better ways, but it was just a thought =)
I'd love nothing *more* than to eat your knickers with Tamari, Fitsy:
http://www.tamari.ws/
Do you want to be wearing them? I'm easy.
Totally off-topic but I thought you might interested in knowing about a letter in today's SMH:
"The 20,000 children killed in Iraq by the Americans were only liberated into death. Their 400,000 close relatives only liberated into grief. And so too with the 70,000 adults and their 3 million close relatives and friends.
If Gerard Henderson thinks Sunday's election was "worth it", he should ask Paul Pardoel's mother and wife why he didn't think so before he, too, died.
And then debate me, publicly, any time. Like a true democrat would.
Bob Ellis, Palm Beach, February 1."
He's referring to this article.
I SO love when you wake up and find someone you dig has linked you! That's why I never ask for links, it sort of ruins the fun. I mean, exchanging links for the purpose of raising each other's profiles works for some people but me, I much prefer sort of.. I dunno, earning it. You keep plugging away, you comment and participate on yer favourite blogs and one morning you wake up and discover they want to lick metaphorical whipped cream from your proverbial nipples and you end up blushing like a schoolgirl on heat at a semi-formal.
HEAPS more fun than doing the business-y thing and officially exchanging it for the sake of it :)
PS: This isn't aimed at you, Mr Pike! I dig that people exchange and ask for links, honest - I just mean I know the feeling Ms Fits described of waking up one day to find yourself linked by someone you totally admire. More power to the people who get over the shyness and just email their targets of affection, I say - just not my thing :)
PPS: Not that I presume anyone GIVES A SHIT about my things.
PPPS: Unless by 'things' you mean 'boobs' in which case, I've had some good feedback from time to time.
PPPPS: And I promise to stop sounding like a wannabe beatnik with constant use of the word 'dig'. Ya dig?
PPPPPS: Ahem, Ms Fits - I presume when you are next in Sydney, some Bob Ellis stalking is on the agenda? A few Palm Beach drivebys? Eh? Some underwear sniffing, eh?
I'm done now. Honest.
JESS! First off I have got to say that it is so Buffalo Wang of you to bring up your tits out of the blue. Well done.
Secondly, I think that Breast Envy is soon going to Eclipse Penis envy.
Any thoughts?
Also Fits... I (and others) know where GTBF lives. You should send him some undies or something. Whichever clothes that Sherriff doesn't mind parting with.
Wow, I'll just go fuck myself inside out now!
Kranki, I love it when you go undercover - it too is uber buffalo wang! WANG!
I also think you should look into Amago-ism. I've had two emails from the Amago guys (one was a Jewmago, to clarify - which I suppose makes me a Lapsedcatholicmago) who were THRILLED to have more Amagos in the world.
Amago 2 tha buffalo wang 4 eva!
one of these days someone is actually gonna let me into the secret-html-how-to-put-links-list-on-blog gizmetry. in the meantime, you're just gonna have to be happy with the odd shoutout.
Keks has just been reminded about Sunday. He got a nasty shock but Holly won't.
- dt
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