“antikris”, self-important blogger wannabe and job she has passion for seeker, is apparently pretending to not be asshurt over being made fun of:

“ If I got upset over every loser on the internet who bashed me, I’d never get anything done.AntiKris-

so go ahead, you’re boosting my traffic..

Ohhhh snap snap! Go on, girlfriend! In the meantime, she didn’t care so much that she posted a Russian novel about her haterz. There, have some more traffic! I would post it here, but a) it’s your typical whiny, boring, self-righteous slag drag justifying her posts and her life (style points for correctly pidgeonholing  me as a housebound sweatpants wearer), and b) she wants traffic, clearly.

So there you go, miss angrybritches! Enjoy the clicks! PS: Stridex!

Rachel Billow, miracle of evolution, somehow continues to laugh in the face of Darwinism and survive:

Carbon monoxide detector went off today. Turns out L6 (Level 6?) is actually Lb: Low battery. http://twitpic.com/inmp6about 11 hours ago from Echofon

In the old days we would take Rachel aside, take away her food and water, and leave her above the tree line. We would tell her it’s a rite of passage, or call it a ‘spirit quest’, but really it’s called ‘strengthening the gene pool’.

The Inartnets seems to be sort of cranky crankertons!

sarahcuda it’s funny the things that finally prompt you to unfollow someone…about 12 hours ago from web

caro It’s amazing how much irritating, status-obsessed name-dropping can be squeezed into 140 characters without a single @-reply.about 7 hours ago from TweetDeck

paulcarr Waiting for food at Bang San. I’m as hungry as a bear.about 9 hours ago from Tweetie

Jeez! Don’t they sell Butterfinger ice cream around these girls? Just take some midol, watch Valley of the Dolls, dump a bag of chocolate chips into some JIF, and get over it!

Gary Vanupchuck, extremely hyper wine drinking spazmazoid, held a video chat last night to talk about a cruise or book or something and this intrepid reporter crashed it for you, the reader. Also to obnoxiously heckle my favorite little Napoleon of Wine. Anyway, the shorter, more energetic version of Tony Robbins  was babbling about his book that looks totes awesome! Except not. I checked it out for you so I could make fun of it, but I got bored and couldn’t be ed to read the whole thing.

I mean, you’d think a book about my two favorite things – wine and space ninjas – would be right up my alley, but when you try to read the chapter about the drunk ninja learning to fight in zero gravity all you can hear is that vibrating chipmunk voice of Gary’s! I should have read it before I heard his voice. I still would’ve been bored but at least I wouldn’t have “Christmas, Christmas Time is Heeeere” stuck in my head.

Sarah Lacy, person desperate to make a point, thinks it important that we all know Brazil has officially forgiven her:

techcrunch hq says someone from brazil sent me flipflops. see! the *whole* country doesn’t hate me! 😉about 1 hour ago from web

She doesn’t know that’s the point of the flip flops – a shoe known in Brazil as El Shoe De Evil. Assasins coat the evil shoes with iocane powder, and in a deadly battle of pride vs ego, send them to you asking for a photo of you wearing them.

I would post some pics of myself throwing them out if I were her. If there’s two things I know, it’s never piss off Bob Woodward, and never get involved in a flag war in Brazil.

Rachel Billow, one of the many BF4L of Julia Allison, has not yet heard of the hot new internet translation tool, Babelfish:

I wrote down what I thought was the brand name of my new favorite pasta sauce. Turns out Sugo di Pomodoro is just “tomato sauce” in Italian.about 16 hours ago from web

In the interests of googling that Crap for you, we present Babelfish. Welcome 1999, Rachel!

David Karp’s Girlfriend Rachel (legal intarnets name) has been recruited by a top secret government agency to be part of a superhero training program! Unfortunately, her powers of invisibility have not yet been perfected:

You’re in the way…

You would think Karp would be a little more supportive.