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So. After a lot of long, hard, and pantless thinking, I have decided to quit the music business. Both Michelle Rodriguez and Cameron Diaz have promised me lucrative cash flow in making amateur female on female (on female?) pornography tapes. Sure, it will take a lot of work. Sure, I may want to give up at times. Sure, I will probably go home after a long night's work and cry myself to sleep in the bathtub of all of my emotional and physical pain. Hahahaha. No, honestly now.
You know, for a Cali Girl, my attire this afternoon is slightly off. I am dressed in a white and red striped sweater with a blue beanie and coke bottle glasses, so see if you can spot me out of all the rest of the Gwen Stefanis on your friends page. (That is what Waldo wore, right?)
The past few free days of mine have been spent watching entirely too much TV. And is it just me or does Vh1 rerun things WAY too much? I mean not that that's a complaint or anything. I kind of dig Vh1 at an unhealthy level. I Love The 80's makes me feel tingly in the groin, because they interview all these funny wonderful people you haven't really acknowledged fully in years. And then of course this show makes you go out and rent all of their movies (Michael Ian Black, Wet Hot American Summer, hello oh my GOD) that they have made over the course of the past ten years and just fawn for hours. So can anyone do that dance from The Goonies? Asterisks don't count, unfortunately. It is a true talent if you can so let me know.
You know, for a Cali Girl, my attire this afternoon is slightly off. I am dressed in a white and red striped sweater with a blue beanie and coke bottle glasses, so see if you can spot me out of all the rest of the Gwen Stefanis on your friends page. (That is what Waldo wore, right?)
The past few free days of mine have been spent watching entirely too much TV. And is it just me or does Vh1 rerun things WAY too much? I mean not that that's a complaint or anything. I kind of dig Vh1 at an unhealthy level. I Love The 80's makes me feel tingly in the groin, because they interview all these funny wonderful people you haven't really acknowledged fully in years. And then of course this show makes you go out and rent all of their movies (Michael Ian Black, Wet Hot American Summer, hello oh my GOD) that they have made over the course of the past ten years and just fawn for hours. So can anyone do that dance from The Goonies? Asterisks don't count, unfortunately. It is a true talent if you can so let me know.