hello, my name is amanda, and i'm addicted to you.
uncle glenn and his australian hottie tracy got married in las vegas this past saturday. while i'm THRILLED that my perpetual-bachelor uncle is finally settled, i really wish they had invited the fam. yes, all 2549346 of us. i really love weddings. and he's my favorite uncle. so i know i would have really really loved that wedding. oh well, i'm thrilled for both of them, especially since i now have another aunt =) that makes like.. 8. 9? i don't know. this family is too big to keep track of.
getting arrested for building a snowman is ridiculous. granted, the snowman in question was built on train tracks. but sheesh. its a snow man, not a cement man. the train would have been ok.
i need to take someone to the beach with me. erika came last year and we had a grand old time, but this year i think i want to take someone different. not that i dont love my er-eek-ah, or anything. if you feel like you can survive 2 weeks on pawleys with me and the fam, let me know.
hi amanda.
i really need help sticking with a certain conviction i made today. so slap me if i talk about or look at excessively or whine about this person-who-shall-not-be-named. this reality check should have happened ages ago. better late than never i suppose.
judging amy is my new obsession. it might even be up there with project runway.
i'm pretty disappointed with the lack of comments lately. everyone's pretty much given up on the el-jay world for some reason, but i'm still quite obsessed with it. for now.
getting arrested for building a snowman is ridiculous. granted, the snowman in question was built on train tracks. but sheesh. its a snow man, not a cement man. the train would have been ok.
i need to take someone to the beach with me. erika came last year and we had a grand old time, but this year i think i want to take someone different. not that i dont love my er-eek-ah, or anything. if you feel like you can survive 2 weeks on pawleys with me and the fam, let me know.
hi amanda.
i really need help sticking with a certain conviction i made today. so slap me if i talk about or look at excessively or whine about this person-who-shall-not-be-named. this reality check should have happened ages ago. better late than never i suppose.
judging amy is my new obsession. it might even be up there with project runway.
i'm pretty disappointed with the lack of comments lately. everyone's pretty much given up on the el-jay world for some reason, but i'm still quite obsessed with it. for now.