So I probably owe you guys some links at this point.

I cannot stop reading Texts From Last Night. Half of the entries make me sigh wistfully and think of when I was 21, and the other half just leave me very happy with my current life. Either way, this is the kind of anonymous voyeurism that the Internet does so very well.

For my part, I got a text last night from my little brother that said “I think I’ve upset the Pope,” with no further explanation. I’m kind of hoping that there was some awkward meeting where he stepped on The Hat, and in that spirit here are instructions to make your own mitre with only a newspaper.

The Texts site has ads for American Apparel, which I thought at first glance were actually banners for low rent porn. Even more offputting is the fact that one of the ads is for a shirt that changes color with your body temperature, just like Hypercolor shirts in the late 80s. Oh yeah, because that was a great idea the first time. Again I ask: what is the point in living through 80s fashion if we just have to do it all over again?

If I start seeing Vancouver hipsters wearing huge swaths of jelly bracelets on their arms, there is going to be trouble. I’m just saying.

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Swearing helps relieve pain.

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The graphic up there is Jessica, Mad Men-ized. I admit to being rather pleased with my 1950s self, plus the website plays pleasant elevator cocktail music.

Also, I’m currently fighting off the urge to dye my hair black and get Betty Page bangs. This is possibly the worst fashion idea I’ve had since I bought a hypercolor shirt. Or IS IT?

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