October 2011
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Getting this out while I have a brief 20 minutes...
One of my former coworkers put up a video someone took of him break dancing at my wedding. When I said before they’re in EVERY picture, I meant it. Every video, every time I look at something remotely related to my wedding I think about how they screwed me over, and my most warming memories are covered in it.
Anyway, so he put this video on youtube a year ago and just now uploaded it to...
SOMEONE MAKE THE SPAM THING GO AWAY
If I was sitting on a pile of fucking Ipads I probably would just send them to you.
Hodgepodge of things
Just spent the last 8 hours trying to fix my computer. It’s ok, I think? Who knows.
I didn’t get the job I wanted. Sigh. And I still haven’t heard back from the other one….here we go again, back to the drawing board.
Our anniversary was LAZY but good. We spent the night at my Moms on the island, took a nap instead of the original kayak plans, then went to...
I think a fun drinking game would be how many...
ERRRRRYBODAY IN MY HOUSE GETTIN TIPSY
I'd like to know why my first thought this morning...
And I’ve never even see the show.
And then Loes decided to put a coat hanger on his head and sing “My Hat Has Three Corners” because honestly, why not?
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Loes and I can't figure out wtf to do for our...
A year ago this weekend we were (well I was) throwing up with the excitement bug, having a dance party at my rehearsal dinner with all the ladies of my family, then sitting around the pool in the dress I ripped (from said dance party) talking to my Grumpy about how, this year, we would all reunite for my 1 year anniversary, stay at the same place, have the best weekend of our lives all over...
Update on the secret admirer situation
Turns out the roses are NINE DOZEN roses to be picked up on October 23rd, from the exact place I ordered my wedding flowers from. The exact same colors as my wedding roses.
And no one in the shop could understand they were remaking an order from a year ago.
So if there happen to be posts that occur over the weekend of me stumbling around drunk reenacting scenes from my wedding in my wedding...
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I don't want to SAY I killed that second interview...
But I might have killed that second interview.
Completely fell on my ass walking out of interview one.
Which was the most bizarre interview I’ve ever been on.
To which Loes picks me up from said bizarre interview.
I almost peed my pants because he shared his new song “Mighty mighty pedophile he’s a creepin near your school….”
And then we locked ourselves out of the house.
And then we learned you can break...
Now I'm laughing at nothing
Stress makes me really strap into a cart and go full speed on the roller coaster of insane emotions. Loes is off getting me beer because for some reason we both agree I’m at my best when I have a beer and one hand and a cigarette in the other.
I don’t know why I’m so nervous. I keep repeating that they’re JUST interviews. Just people wanting to have some invasive...
Either I'm getting one hell of a surprise on...
Orrrr the flower store I bought my wedding roses from is redoing my order from a year ago. Either or, there are allegedly flowers waiting for me there. And no one seems to know what’s going on.
Are you my secret admirer?
I'm already looking forward to...
Would you wear pink heels to an interview?
They’re modest. Like look like loafers with a heel.
I'm really going to need to lady next door to BACK...
And no, the phrase “slumber party” does not make this sound appealing to me either.
Oh how quickly baking cookies turns into an exercise in how much cookie dough I can consume in a ten minute span.
The answer is a lot.
“Old MacDonald had a farm ee i ee i BRO”- Loes is still rapping. This time he’s accompanying this whole mess with really sick dance moves.
Loes will NOT stop rapping instead of talking and insists I refer to him as “Skittles”. Please just help me.
Every time I hear a weird noise I throw my fist in the air and yell “It’s time to call the TAPS team!”. Even when I’m alone. Then I proceed to laugh myself into an asthma attack because I’m such a god damn asshole.
Watch(via king of wishful thinking - YouTube)
This song makes me feel feelings and think things. And dance.
“I’ve never seen someone do the Carlton for four straight minutes” You tube comments are the shit
“You guys have been dating for almost a year. That’s just about the appropriate time to stop shaving”- I dispense awesome relationship advise
Very stabby today
It’s alright that I’m the person people need to get mad at when, in fact, they are mad at themselves. No seriously. I’m fine with it, because really, whatever makes you feel better, blows your hair back, tickles your testicles, etc.
But honestly, stop and ask yourself before flipping out on someone WHAT is going on in their world. You yelling at them could have been the...
surisburnbook:
I’m onto you, Honor Warren. I think lately she’s been calculating photo-ops to make herself appear aggressively fearless in the press. I mean, taking out a pinata at the ankles while wearing fashionable mid-calf boots? This girl is clearly challenging me.
The cut-off jean shorts are the only signal that she’s not a real adversary … yet. But I’m keeping my eye on you.
I don’t know what the fuck is UP with this week but it’s a god damn emotional roller coaster.
Between every stupid ass thing that went down yesterday I managed to score not one but TWO interviews on Friday. Like, are you serious?!
There’s probably a reason why this is my anniversary week. Good luck and stress all wrapped up in one.
WOULD YOU PLEASE JUST BRING ME CHICKEN NUGGETS AND...
TMI Tuesday →
thatkidfromthatplace:
lifewithasideofbacon:
1. Picture of yourself? 2. Are you a monogamous person or do you believe in open-ended relationships? 3. Have you ever been dumped? 4. What do you most like about making out? 5. Have you ever casually made out with someone who you weren’t seriously involved with? 6. When you kiss someone for the first time, is it usually you who initiates it or...
AND commence me losing it
I have an interview on Friday, my family is in shambles….despite what just happened this is BEYOND
I just, you know, fuck you Tampa and your no friends clause you made me sign when I moved here. I just…..I just need a friend right now
