I am very, very excited for the Olympics to start tonight. I don’t know why, but something about the Summer Olympics get me all kinds of crazy.
Especially when cuties like this are in teeny-tiny bathing suits.
I hope he kicks Phelps ass…..
Anyways…. while the Opening Ceremonies are DVR’ing, I will be in a U-Haul preparing for a roommate of the male species to invade my pretty, single-lady apartment.
I decided that to prepare for this, I should go through every drawer and every inch of my closet to “clean things out” and make more space for the two of us. I am generously giving the master closet to him, and said I would keep my clothes in the guest room.
{this actually isn’t that generous… I feel that no man understands getting dressed on a Friday night with 15 dresses thrown all over the room, and keeping him as far away from it as possible is fine with me}
As of yesterday afternoon, this is where “cleaning” the guest room had gotten me.
seriously, this was after 2 hours of getting rid of things.
I’m in my own personal hell.
And I am officially a hoarder.
After filling up 6 bags for goodwill, and 3 bags for friends, I feel like I haven’t even put a dent in it. I realized that I couldn’t bear to part with clothing I haven’t worn since 2002 and will most likely never wear again.
A shirt I havent worn in 10 years?
Old T-shirts from frat parties?
My 6 pairs of cheerleading sweatpants from high school?
My favorite pair of jeans that would never fit me ever again,
even if I was put on a feeding tube for 6 months?
No!!! I couldn’t possibly!!!! I need these things shoved under the bed in storage bins at all times!!!
What is wrong with me??
I ended up chugging wine with girlfriends last night to forget about it for a few hours, and came home to this note at the top of the stairs.
I suppose throwing out half my crap and coming to terms with my hoarding will be worth it.
and now I’m at this point
off to pick up a U-Haul and continue the process…..
via pinterest
and then drink copious amounts of alcohol on the porch.
Okay so I don’t know how I’ve never mentioned this before, but did any of you watch The Next Food Network Star?? Justin, one of the contestants, won on Sunday night.
everytime I saw One F Jef on The Bachelorette I thought of Justin.
twins right?
Both look 16. Both have ridiculous hair. Both wear skinny jeans.
Oh…. and I came across this picture when googling “jef bachelorette”
You know what’s more obnoxious than girls posing for self portraits in cars?
GUYS IN TANK TOPS DOING IT.
with peace signs.
Ughhh Emily is such an idiot….
Big Brother is back!!!! One of my favorite reality shows of all time. I just can’t get enough of it. Not sure how I feel about the “coaches” twist this season, because it means I have to look at Mike Boogie again, who is possibly the most annoying human being on the face of the earth.
I’m sure half of you most of you have no idea what I’m talking about, but this picture should pretty much sum up that he is the kind of person you wish you could slap through the TV screen.
Bachelor Pad started this week. I can’t wait to watch everyone start passing STD’s back and forth. We all know the basis of the show isn’t the competition, its that they all act like complete and utter whores.
Shockingly, Eagles Eyes seems to be the biggest whore in the house this season?
This proves how much alcohol they must be feeding these people that ANY of them would choose to hook up with his crazy eyes.
Oh…. and crazy Blakely is back. She thinks she is all smart and amazing now that she has traded VIP Cocktail waitressing for waxing va-jay-jay’s.
Kristin Stewart cheated on Rob Pattinson with a 41 year old director.
You know are seriously panicking when someone who never speaks in public ever issues a public apology basically begging for him to come back. Smooth move angry face…. I can only imagine how much you’ll be pouting in public now if what we’ve seen for the last 4 years was your “in love and happy” face.