And I want these words to make things right
But it's the wrongs that make the words come to life


ok so we're back from our little stint on tumblr. while we loved the ease of posting, it certainly didn't make us post any more frequently. and regardless of our job in new media, we are kind of partial to the old school long form version of blogging. so here we are again...

the colder weather has left us in hiding, and the amount of fowl we ate this past weekend has left us feeling tired, bloated and groggy. none the less, we felt like posting due to a revelation we had over dinner the other night with mrs. robinson...

for years now we have regaled you with our desires for PYTs... in fact we swore by the notion that the younger the better. this is hard for us to write. in fact, we dont even say it that frequently. so take note. here it comes... we. were. wrong.

we're getting increasingly tired of little girls who don't know what they want, feel the need to create drama where none exists, and don't know how to communicate except when either drunk or through a text message. to you, we say grow up. to ourselves we say, its time to find older women.

you know, the ones who know who they are, what they want, and how to actually use a phone to make a call.

is that too much to ask. we're surprisingly hopeful that it isn't.