wait, have we talked about my love for cam?

“so do movies!”

“that was more like, a marilyn manson jump-off”

“you maaaaad, you maaaaaaddd!!”

i looooooove him.  i’ll get like this for cam.

those ‘the hills’ retards had a kid

go, shorty…

everyone, self-included, always talks about how hot michelle O’ looks, what up with jill’s cutie-status being ignored?

S-N double O-P D-O double Gizee

for awhile there, snoop dizzle had my twitter home page on lock.  not complainin’.

lean like a chola

seriously need to get my eyebrows done before i leave town.

cumuppins

for realzies.  when you’re already unemployed, unable to pay your bills/buy food by yourself, have an ass-load of student loan bullshit, and just generally live above your means, you’re like; “financial crisis?  what?!”  i guess i feel sorry for people who don’t have as impressive of a resume when it comes to being poor.  but, not really.

jtt

this was my first celebrity crush.  come to think of it, i don’t think i’ve had one since the 90’s.  note to the gay dudes that run hollywood; step your heartthrob game up a bit plz.  anyway, it was pretty serious.  this boy is the reason i watched ‘tool time’.  that is, until i read about tim allen’s alcoholism, which served to suffice my budding voyeurism.

i used to watch a lot of movies made before i was born.  i’m hesitant to call them old because i hardly think the 80’s qualify as such.  well, maybe now, but not in 1995.  i digress.  hanging upside down on the ottoman whilst grubbing on some of these guys, and watching nick at night (the channel that played 24/7) was my idea of an afternoon well spent.  i remember watching ‘the blue lagoon’, and thinking it was really hot, but ol’ boy with the bleached out surfer curls wasn’t my type.  so, i conjured up my own blue lagoon featuring jtt (jonathan taylor thomas, duh!) and i.  me, as the mulatto brooke shields, and blue eyes as my fashion-mag-rugged companion.  mmm.

i thought i’d read somewhere he came out.  anyone know?

fuck practice