Wednesday, December 21, 2011
RUINED!
What a horrible way to start the day! I get online and the first Glamour article I read is the rumor that Justin Timberlake proposed to Jessica Biel.
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
I know it's only 1:15pm
But this is probably the best Facebook update of the day:
Good News: Kim's dead
Bad News: It's not one of the Kardashians...
Good News: Kim's dead
Bad News: It's not one of the Kardashians...
Random Conversation
*3AM, Waiting outside some lounge in Snottsdale for our car to arrive so we can put our wasted friend in it who's dry heaving on the side of the building
Tall Brotha walking by: Hey girl, you know where (insert club name) is?
Myself: Sorry, don't know where anything is around here.
Tall Brotha: Oh, so you ain't from around here? (checking us out, even Pukey McPukerton) Where y'all from?
Myself: No, we live more West.
Tall Brotha: Oh, so you mean like Phoenix? Or Downtown? So what y'all doin down here? Celebratin'? I can tell she had a good time (points to McPukerton).
Myself: (rolling my eyes still holding her hair) No, we're from Hawaii. Oh look, the car's here. Bye.
Tall Brotha: Oh I can see that, Aloha to you too!
Poor guy, I probably would've been less bitchy if he wasn't trying to pick us up while my friend was puking her brains out... Probably
Tall Brotha walking by: Hey girl, you know where (insert club name) is?
Myself: Sorry, don't know where anything is around here.
Tall Brotha: Oh, so you ain't from around here? (checking us out, even Pukey McPukerton) Where y'all from?
Myself: No, we live more West.
Tall Brotha: Oh, so you mean like Phoenix? Or Downtown? So what y'all doin down here? Celebratin'? I can tell she had a good time (points to McPukerton).
Myself: (rolling my eyes still holding her hair) No, we're from Hawaii. Oh look, the car's here. Bye.
Tall Brotha: Oh I can see that, Aloha to you too!
Poor guy, I probably would've been less bitchy if he wasn't trying to pick us up while my friend was puking her brains out... Probably
I Love It
When I'm asking Daria to tell me about her weekend adventures and she always, ALWAYS responds with:
"I don't even know where to begin"
Not. I don't love it at all.
Umm how about at the beginning aka Friday. I'm probably going to change her blog name to Rebecca Black.
I don't understand
how nail polish can chip off so cot damn easy but it takes like 5 giant cotton balls to get all the polish off one hand?? Seriously, I will polish my nails before bed and by the time I get to work the next morning, my tips are chipped. Then later when I'm trying to remove shit job left on my hand with nail polish remover, it doesn't want to come off and it may seem as if I gutted a polar bear with my bare hands because all that cotton clings to your nails... Ok, I'm done with my morning rant. Happy Tuesday!
Friday, December 16, 2011
Thursday, December 15, 2011
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
This Guy Is My New Best Friend
I am a little iffy on the dollar bill and the CD though... I guess I'll have to go home and test this.
The Shit My Boss Says Pt. 3
"Supposubly" instead of supposedly
"Maysure" instead of measure
Sometimes I just want to tell him to cut the shenanigans and talk normal.
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