WTF, Target???
Monday, December 30, 2013
Sunday, December 29, 2013
Friday, December 27, 2013
Wednesday, December 25, 2013
My fashion sense
Was deeply ingrained in me long, long ago, as you can clearly see.
I have GOT to replicate this look.
Tuesday, December 24, 2013
People always ask me...
I tell them it's my secret ingredient.
(Butt makes everything better)
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!
Saturday, December 21, 2013
Thanks, Facebook
For thinking my life might somehow be enhanced by knowing if complete strangers on the Internet think I'm hot.
Or not.
Thursday, December 19, 2013
I'm thinking of writing a lifestyle book
Titled: How to Get a Body Like This by Eating Starbucks Snowman Cookies and a Can of Green Beans for Lunch Every Day in the Month of December
The cover will feature a wiiiiiiiide-angle shot of me sitting on the couch with a glass of wine.
I'm thinking it could be a runaway hit.
I could become a publishing phenom!
I think I know what my new 2014 writing project will be!
The cover will feature a wiiiiiiiide-angle shot of me sitting on the couch with a glass of wine.
I'm thinking it could be a runaway hit.
I could become a publishing phenom!
I think I know what my new 2014 writing project will be!
Wednesday, December 18, 2013
Right challenge, wrong person
Recently, my grandma (yes, McDonald's Grandma) went to the doctor and got the following news:
You're too thin. I'm lifting all dietary restrictions. Eat full-fat everything. I want you to have gained 15 pounds when you come back for your appointment in two months.
Mom and I are... to say the least... jealous. But we're totally excited to live vicariously. I bought her a bag of Fun Size Snickers (especially Fun when you have medical permission to eat the whole damn bag in one sitting if you want). Mom immediately took her out for ice cream.
Grandma isn't so thrilled. She spent the whole weekend saying things like "I don't know why my doctor would even say that. It's not like I've been TRYING to lose weight. I just don't know what to do about this."
Clearly, she's bragging.
And she's not going hog-wild on Cheetos binges. She might not have even opened the Snickers bag.
Fucking annoying.
This diagnosis is totally wasted on her.
*I* could hit her goal inside a month! I'm an achiever like that.
Dammit.
You're too thin. I'm lifting all dietary restrictions. Eat full-fat everything. I want you to have gained 15 pounds when you come back for your appointment in two months.
Mom and I are... to say the least... jealous. But we're totally excited to live vicariously. I bought her a bag of Fun Size Snickers (especially Fun when you have medical permission to eat the whole damn bag in one sitting if you want). Mom immediately took her out for ice cream.
Grandma isn't so thrilled. She spent the whole weekend saying things like "I don't know why my doctor would even say that. It's not like I've been TRYING to lose weight. I just don't know what to do about this."
Clearly, she's bragging.
And she's not going hog-wild on Cheetos binges. She might not have even opened the Snickers bag.
Fucking annoying.
This diagnosis is totally wasted on her.
*I* could hit her goal inside a month! I'm an achiever like that.
Dammit.
Tuesday, December 17, 2013
First impressions
It's always interesting to meet someone's significant other....
And then glance down and realize he's wearing a T-shirt he got at a strip club.
#whatdoyouhavetodotoearnatshirt?
And then glance down and realize he's wearing a T-shirt he got at a strip club.
#whatdoyouhavetodotoearnatshirt?
Monday, December 16, 2013
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