“See you later, girl”
—No, you won’t.
May 2008
Bacon Salt - Oh Sweet Lord Thank You →
baconsalt.com
Bacon Salt is right up there with Chocolate Covered Bacon. Almost too good to be true.Now I can make anything taste like bacon? Thank you sweet Jesus, thank you. Order by phone? Why yes, I believe I will!
Agyness Deyn lives on my block.
And her clothes fucking annoys the living shit out of me. Today I saw her wearing bright blue wind breaker, leopard print tights, and bright orange patent leather Docs. Bitch, you ain’t the fifth member of the Sex Pistols, this is REAL life.
Yes.Yes.Yes. →
dlisted.com
Maybe not the best picture, but yes, I would.
Studio or Room in NY/Brooklyn?
Yo. My brother is looking to come to the city for a month or two this summer. If you, or someone you know, has a room for him, please email me. Frangry@gmail.com.
xo,
Frangry
I am a post-coital idiot
Recumbent 3 a.m. conversation a few days ago:
She [sincerely and without warning]: I’m attracted to everything about you. Even the Darth Vader sword hanging on your wall.
Me [thinking]: Oh my god, that’s the sweetest thing anyone has said to me in a very long time.
Me [out loud]: Correction: it’s a lightsaber.
$2010 - True 1 Br Apt. in the East Village. No Fee.
A friend is looking for someone to take over her lease. Please email me if you’re interested.:
$2010 - True 1 Br Apt. in the East Village. No Fee.
Open House Saturday May 31st! From 1pm-4pm. Email frangry@gmail.com for details.
Beautiful hardwood floors. Very clean and quiet. Great renovated bathroom. Eat-in kitchen. Super high ceilings with and a decorative fireplace.
Great block with tons cafes, bars, restaurants nearby. Steps away from the L train and 3 blocks form Union Square. 3rd floor walk-up. Laundromat next door.
No Fee. $300 Processing fee for Mgmt company.
Pets allowed. Available July 1.
Dear Noah Kalina,
Love, Frangry
Rainbows puke too.
And here it is. The site you, and I, have been waiting for. A friend was nice enough to find it for me. It changed my life:
Man, this is a slow day for the internet.
Ain’t SHIT going on.
Tumblrers are disappointing sometimes.
It just makes me so sad that nobody caught my Wifey’s awesome joke about Mary Rambin. I mean, she fucking called Rambin the Sartorial Disaster. Best diss ever. Where is keepinganotebook when you need her?!?!
“kate mmmoss”
—–Wifey, referring to the most recent dose of moss.
Play
In true Frangry fashion....
I tripped WHILE DRUNK, fell on concrete and have bruises and scrapes all over.
Wow. This is what people think of me? Ouch. (And just to clear things up, I was stone cold sober during the avocado incident.)
Talk about overkill.
“Parents-to-be Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie have just purchased a 1,000-acre estate for their growing family in the south of France for $60 million according to E!.
The estate contains 35 bedrooms, a vineyard, lake, forest, moat, swimming pool, billiards room, indoor pool, gym sauna, jacuzzi, and banquet hall. Looks like enough room for the family and then some!”
via JustJared
This is just gross. I’m all for being rich and having babies and big houses and shit, but SIXTY MILLION DOLLARS? THIRTY FIVE BEDROOMS?!?! So fucking ridiculous.
How did this happen without me even realizing? →
nytimes.com
I need to read more.
Newsflash: I cry about everything
My Super Ex-Girlfriend is a really awful movie. (Maybe not such a newsflash.)
I even found a reason to cry during My Super Ex-GIrlfriend. There is a part where a missile is about to hit the earth, and Uma Thurman’s super hero character flies up and deflects the missile and everyone cheers. And I fucking cried. No joke.
I think it was an all time low.
This made me laugh so damn hard →
jezebel.com
And it made me want to get stoned.
Awesome.
Remember the avocado incident? My finger is still totally numb and now I have to see a fucking hand surgeon to repair the nerve damage.
I always get “busting a nut” mixed up with “popping a cap.” Aaanyway, my wife is dead.
No Reservations : Beruit
The episode where Bourdain and Co. get caught in the middle of a conflict in Beruit is riveting television. [ Washington Post ]
Are you kidding? I had big hopes for that eposide, but it was fucking boring. Sorry, but watching them sit around waiting IS NOT riveting television.
OMG this is my worst fucking nightmare. →
miamiherald.com
Every time I go under I freak out thinking someone is going to molest me while I am out. It’s the fucking creepiest thing I can think of. When I was 15 and had my spleen removed, I woke up without underwear on. The first thing I asked the nurse was “where is my underwear.” She said it was in a bag in my room. I will tell myself until the day I die that it’s normal for them to remove your underwear during surgery. It’s normal. It’s definitely normal. Right?
“Who is Frangry? Is her name a combination of Francine or Francis or Francesca and the word “angry” to signify her “sassy attitude, independence and unique spirit?”
—–i hate tumblr.
Yes. That is correct.
Yes. That is correct.
Fireworks?
WTF is that noise? Anyone else live near the East Village and been hearing those explosion sort of noises at night? It happened last night and now it’s happening again. Both nights at around 8:30pm. The mystery is killing me.
UPDATE: I Love Pay Kiernan says it’s in celebration of the Brooklyn Bridge’s 125th anniversary.
Get A New Web Designer →
hollywoodupclose.com
And your site is stupid.
