It’s no Scary Sadshaw, but

Okay, I have been employing this coinage IRL for like six months now and I just realized I had never put it where it belongs: on a blog.  “Why do you think it is that every guy I’ve fucked in the last five years has suddenly become a blogger?” asked a friend via email.  And I diagnosed her with …. an RSSTD.

‘I have an RSSTD’ can also just be a general catchall way of saying that your blog has interfered  with your lovelife.  I haven’t had a flareup of mine in a while, knock on wood.  This might be filed under stop trying to make fetch happen, but I like it.

This entry was written by emily, posted on October 2, 2008 at 8:45 am, and filed under Uncategorized.

3 Comments

  1. chris
    Posted October 2, 2008 at 4:32 pm | Permalink

    I’m so tempted to describe how blogging is like sex, but, you know, it isn’t.

  2. ieishah
    Posted October 2, 2008 at 6:44 pm | Permalink

    but you can only contract this disease with full offline disclosure. haven’t done that yet. fuck. prescription??

  3. rebekah
    Posted October 6, 2008 at 2:30 pm | Permalink

    This has all the makings of genius!
    Nerdy? Check
    Clever? Check
    Tied to a semi-obscure “Mean Girls” reference? Check plus

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