Reblogging Julia

Lordy, lordy, look who turned......

We’re in lean times, folks, and lean times call for ribbed, bulleted, and linked pleasures. 

Our Lady of Introspection:

• You know how she claims to be friends with all of her exes?  Except for that one whose confidences she betrayed on Gawker.  And that one who does video games who broke up with her in spectacular public fashion.  And now, the most recent one who didn’t want to be subject material for the least interesting blog on the planet.  Well played, Mr. Leventhal (his reply to Our Lady in response to her plea for a restaurant recommendation).  She sometimes reminds you of Lara Flynn Boyle in Wayne’s World, doesn’t she? 
• She’s looking for a new way to violate her friends’ privacy, in the form of posting voice mails received.  (“Hey, Julia, this is Ben.  I swore I wasn’t ever going to call you again, but the law says I have to give you an official warning about harassment.  So here it is.  I’m just not that into you.  You saw that movie, right?  It is just like that.”)
• Nonsociety is now co-branding with Axe.  Live differently, like pimply junior high school boys.  Because you just know that demographic is reading NS, what with the cutting edge fashion and dieting tips and the giggling mention of blow jobs.
• There was a bicoastal birthday celebration, the first in SF.  Sadly, although JA posted a partial pic of her cake, it wasn’t hers.  Man, she can’t even make the marquee of a birthday cake?  Well played, Randi.  Ask Mr. Leventhal what you have won.
• If only we had birthday bridesmaids, or, as the unwashed masses call them, unpaid guests. 
• Whatever, the important thing is that Our Lady doesn’t drink.  (click on that one, folks.  You won’t regret it.) 

Our Handmaiden of Passive Aggression:

• Did make a rather surprising Million Dollar Baby reference.  I suspect that movie didn’t feature the story line she anticipated.
• Leven shout out.  I am thinking Mary realizes a sister hanger-on is better than this gig.
• She got a new pet.  This should totally put to bed her whole “I look like a dyke” comment, as clearly, some of her best friends are homosexuals.
• The usual tedious Fashion Week coverage with brilliant commentary (“Ooh. I love this.”)  She is a fashionista, just like the EIC of Allure.  With 100% less credibility.
• A ton of hair dryer reviews.  To help the paint dry.
• A slam on President Obama for attending a concert and a basketball game (as evidence of his vacationing ways rivaling those of her parents’ messiah, George W).   This from a couchsurfer without a job.  Dumber than a sack of hair extensions.  Stick with the blow jobs from the hair dryers.  President Obama has more work ethic in Rahm Emanuel’s middle right finger than this one.  Yes, Mary.  You are going to have to follow the link to get the joke. 
• Photoshoots aren’t work, they are vanity projects.  Probably need to look that term up, too.  Your entire business model is a vanity project that is unprofitable and ridiculed by your target audience.  You are in no position to question anyone’s work ethic.

Our Handmaiden of Tragic Rebounds:

• I still contend she is working on an exit strategy.  No one is this dull and bland, not even day-old Cheerios in spoiled milk.  She’s caught between the loon and New York City.  I know its crazy, but its true.
• Uh, she posted an email with tips to save money, which included such wisdoms as go to the grocery with a list, use the library (don’t buy books), sign up on mailing lists for specials, and entertain at home with your friends.  Ladies’ Home Journal now has a web presence?
• Megs - may I call you Megs - take your own reader’s advice.  Shop for food that you eat (not drink), go to the library and check out “What Color is Your Parachute,” sign up for a Kayak alert for cheap one way fares to the Bay Area (free tech tip there), and stay home with friends who realize that people who try to monetize the minutia of their lives are widely perceived as complete idiots. 
• Except in that little corner of NYC, where bloggers who spend all day blogging about their friends meet up to drink with their blogger friends in the hopes that their picture is taken, so they can post and blog about it the next day.  There, you are all just common idiots.
• She discovered CNN online to watch the “State of the Union,” which must surprise the President, who hasn’t yet delivered it. 
• She looked thrilled to be in attendance at JA’s birthday party in SF.  So do the others in the picture.
• Megs, only you can prevent forest fires, and only you can salvage your reputation.  I’m not just saying this because I have a substantial bet on you being the first to bail. Full disclosure: I also have cash on Mary.
• I gave you the most real estate here, Meghan.  Don’t disappoint me.

*N.B.: The reblog feature was not abused in the parsing of the above post.