I don’t really understand why so many people want to be famous. I have a closet full of skeletons (like the fact that I wore a sports bra with a nice top in my sixth grade picture. You can see it.) that never need see the light of day again. But if I were famous,…
Everyone knows what a hipster is these days: a person who prides themselves on being ahead of mainstream culture and enjoy discovering new trends (like in music or fashion) before everybody else. I realized the other day that I’m an anti-hipster. Why, you might wonder? I don’t discover stuff until everyone already has. Bored? Search “hipster…
Or Mac’s new favorite commercial. Whenever I talk about my friends, family, and sisters, he always asks me, “Who?” In his defense, he generally meets my people in groups like at bars or family holidays. Needless to say, this is hilarious to us.
I love Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson, and I’m not ashamed to admit it. I love his large muscles, his tight t-shirts, and his penchant for delivering killer one-liners. I can even gloss over that he attended Thug U. Source I also have a shameless love for The Fast and The Furious movies. OMG, I love…
Or, a day in the life of Mac and Lisa. In case you didn’t think I was weird enough, get ready for another dosage of mind vomit. Mac and I were channel surfing last night and came across “Ancient Aliens.” We enjoy the show as purely entertainment and don’t really take what they say seriously. One…
My autobiography should be titled thusly: I Only Needed One Thing From Target. I went in for a birthday card (yes, Jeymie, it’s for you! And it’s a week late. But the thought counts, right?) and spent $45 on an adorable London mug, new yoga pants, a wooden cutting board, and a packing list notepad (I’m…