Dear Mr. Coffee, I have, yet again, felt the terror of your hatred and disdain. At this point, it’s all too clear: we have grown apart, and so have our wants and needs. It’s over, Mr. Coffee. I wish you the best. And no, we cannot be friends. Good luck with your future endeavors at …
In which Emma tries something different by offering an important list.
Here’s the second part of the story I started last week. There are bongos in this part.
In which Emma advocates for a new Web sport: Extreme Eastwooding.
In which Emma review the week and offers a pictorial representation of what it feels like to have kidney stones.
In which Emma offers photo-documentation of her part in the 2001: A Space Odyssey Live-Tweet Endurance Race.
In which Emma fights through her death plague to post her photos of the week.
In which Emma develops a metaphor out of the original Super Mario Brothers game.
In which Emma explores The Week That Was after the oh my God craziest day ever oh my GOD.
In which Emma discusses The Fear and how to face it. Also, how awesome Jarvis Cocker is, was, and ever will be.