Slow news day, okay? OKAY? Don’t judge me.

I am terrible at writing blog headlines, honestly. They very rarely have anything to do with the actual post. Know why? It’s cos I’m friggen insane. Yeah. AND the TAN FROM HELL from my birthday has FINALLY worn off and I’m really pretty sad about it.
But insane as I may be, I do have a [...]

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Is it just me or is Amanda Beard an older clone of every skanky whore you hated in college?

I mean really. If the Olympics was college (and basically, it is), Amanda Beard would be that horrid bitch who wears fake purses and PRETENDS THEY’RE REAL! And drunkenly hooks up with everyone’s boyfriends at EVERY party but totally doesn’t remember it in the morning. And then comes back to the apartment at 4am and [...]

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I win the gold in Olympic Slacking.

I so know this spot was supposed to hold a FONT OF HOTTIES by now. But jeez. I get all distracted by the 6, 8, and 12-packs. And then I have to eat pizza. And then I have to puke. But I am so so so so so working on it, ok? I haven’t forgotten [...]

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