the statement i live by: "save pop-punk? i'd rather shoot it in the head."
anyone who doesn't watch vh1 is dumb.
there, i said it and i mean it one hundred flipping percent. with shows like best week ever, A2Z, and i love the 70's/80's/80's strikes back/90's how can anybody go wrong? i will admit, i am addicted. one hundred flipping percent. even though i have every single episode of i love the 90's tivo'd i still find myself at 3 am most mornings watching the same episode and laughing at the same witty comments the panelists make. two of the funniest things i've ever seen: when hal sparks sings the mentos song in swedish and when the modern humorist called katie holmes "the poop of angels." micheal ian black and hal sparks are my heros. i was a closet vh1 fan but, now i am out and showing my true colors and i am not afriad to say that not only do i know who racheal harris, miss info, the modern humorists, patton oswald, christain finnegan are but that they are okay people in my book.
also, i don't hate the ashlee simpson show. i mean, who doesn't fly half way around the world because their boyfriend broke up with them and drive a 9845 million dollar mercedes benz convertible? because all the 19 year olds i know do. i think ashlee needs to rethink that whole "how can it not be fun kissing my best friend?" thing. take it from someone with a little experience in that department, it doesn't turn out well. i know she has the best intentions and is following her heart but it's only going to lead to disaster. i also re-wrote "pieces of me". heather heard it and she knows how i roll.
i really want to go see wicked: the musical. i read the book by jerry macguire some time ago and liked it a lot. the girl who plays glinda the good witch sings 20 octaves above everyone else (that's supposed to be impressive, ooh and aah now). sadly, 'tis in new york and 'tis 100 dollars for decent seats. but, i digress.
phil emailed me back <3 he said he loved me and misses me and that i am his absolute favorite summerquest-er of all times, so, TAKE THAT, BITCHES! he said that my polydent joke made him laugh hysterically and sat there and laughed hysterically back. it's the easiest thing to imagine phil at a computer, laughing, turning red, and clapping. also, stephanie eubank's birthday is coming up, so make sure a card gets out to lansing one way or another. i haven't talked to shaner in awhile which saddens me. oh well, he's too wrapped up in kristen to care about the other women in his life.
P.S. i miss stu rase. the kid made me laugh.
"no pipping."
there, i said it and i mean it one hundred flipping percent. with shows like best week ever, A2Z, and i love the 70's/80's/80's strikes back/90's how can anybody go wrong? i will admit, i am addicted. one hundred flipping percent. even though i have every single episode of i love the 90's tivo'd i still find myself at 3 am most mornings watching the same episode and laughing at the same witty comments the panelists make. two of the funniest things i've ever seen: when hal sparks sings the mentos song in swedish and when the modern humorist called katie holmes "the poop of angels." micheal ian black and hal sparks are my heros. i was a closet vh1 fan but, now i am out and showing my true colors and i am not afriad to say that not only do i know who racheal harris, miss info, the modern humorists, patton oswald, christain finnegan are but that they are okay people in my book.
also, i don't hate the ashlee simpson show. i mean, who doesn't fly half way around the world because their boyfriend broke up with them and drive a 9845 million dollar mercedes benz convertible? because all the 19 year olds i know do. i think ashlee needs to rethink that whole "how can it not be fun kissing my best friend?" thing. take it from someone with a little experience in that department, it doesn't turn out well. i know she has the best intentions and is following her heart but it's only going to lead to disaster. i also re-wrote "pieces of me". heather heard it and she knows how i roll.
i really want to go see wicked: the musical. i read the book by jerry macguire some time ago and liked it a lot. the girl who plays glinda the good witch sings 20 octaves above everyone else (that's supposed to be impressive, ooh and aah now). sadly, 'tis in new york and 'tis 100 dollars for decent seats. but, i digress.
phil emailed me back <3 he said he loved me and misses me and that i am his absolute favorite summerquest-er of all times, so, TAKE THAT, BITCHES! he said that my polydent joke made him laugh hysterically and sat there and laughed hysterically back. it's the easiest thing to imagine phil at a computer, laughing, turning red, and clapping. also, stephanie eubank's birthday is coming up, so make sure a card gets out to lansing one way or another. i haven't talked to shaner in awhile which saddens me. oh well, he's too wrapped up in kristen to care about the other women in his life.
P.S. i miss stu rase. the kid made me laugh.
"no pipping."