Pasting Shit Together
There is something very self-indulgent and teenage and satisfying about ripping apart every magazine in the house and gluing together shreds of unrelated material until it makes sense to you and only you. I made this panel because my self-help book of the moment told me to, but it’s creation also seems to coincide nicely with the impending arrival of my very awesome, yet emotionally provocative parents. (Jewish parents provocative???? No way!!! Shut up!!!!) Seriously though, they’re gonna be in town for a week, and I’m excited to see them, but kind of in a way that makes me have to nervously pee, like, every 20 minutes.
In other news, it looks like the benefit dealy I mentioned yesterday isn’t gonna work out - but not for lack of trying. Royal Pink does, however, have a few other tricks up our collective pink and black sleeves, so stay tuned and sign up to be our MySpace friend, lest you miss one minute of our E! True Hollywood Story as it decadently unfolds.
PS - I believe I saw this man on on the corner of 14th St. and 4th ave. For real. I swear I would not joke about something like this.

August 10th, 2006 at 9:06 am
OMFG! RIP TAYLOR!!$!$