mr braff. we need to talk

I went for a run this evening.
This is a revelation in itself, I realise that. However, whilst I was on this run...
I'm going to stop referring to it as a run as of ... now. I went for a walk. Saying walk is so embarrassing though, it makes me sound like such an old lady. I really should just give up and accept that I am an old lady. I go for walks and drink a fuck load of tea. Then again, my old lady anxieties should subside when I consider my potty mouth and love of punk...in general.
Anyway anyway anyway. Now I've got the rambles.
I was thinking about how much I dislike Zach Braff...outside of Scrubs of course. What a douche.
Him and his soundtrack music. My old boyfriend has a boy crush on one mr Braff and his horrible music that should only be on soundtracks. Like, like, the fucking panics. God.
No one actually likes the panics.

Coldplay sucks too.
rage.

Like Natalie Dee says "I thought all of coldplay's fans died of boredom years ago"...or something like that. www.nataliedee.com, go look at it, it cracks me up mightily.

OH OH OH and google 'Marvin 07' - vote early, vote often, vote marvin. Best thing on the internet at the moment...in my personal opinion. I laughed and laughed...
I think I'm building it up too much now, but if you're sense of humour is even vaguely aligned with mine, I'm pretty sure you'll have a giggle.

I wanna go golfing. Check out that course man. Check it. Note it's wigga-awesome-coolness.
NOTE IT.