television back in time for my birthday

to the guy upstairs: thank you.

they say you don't know what you got til it's gone, and after this 3-month-too-long WGA strike, i have a newfound appreciation for television. probably not what the dude who invented that quote had in mind, but that's okay. the best part is, all my shows are coming back around the time of my birthday, april 22. this is the best present ever! (not literally, in case any of you bastards are thinking of using this excuse to not buy me anything)

here's an update on the shows i care about:

30 Rock

Expected to shoot 5 new episodes to begin airing on April 10.

Brothers & Sisters

Expected to shoot 4 new episodes to air beginning April 20.

Desperate Housewives

Expected to shoot 6 new episodes (including a two-hour finale) to air beginning April 13.

Gossip Girl

Expected to shoot 5 new episodes to begin airing on April 21.

The Office

Expected to shoot 6 new episodes to begin airing on April 10.

One Tree Hill*

Four pre-strike episodes remain, the last of which airs on March 18. Expected to shoot 6 additional episodes to begin airing on April 14.

Samantha Who?

Three pre-strike episodes remain. Expected to shoot an additional 3 episodes. All 6 episodes will air beginning April 7 after Dancing with the Stars.

Saturday Night Live

Returned Feb. 23 with Tina Fey as host.

Ugly Betty

Expected to shoot 5 new episodes to air beginning April 24.

*this is a joke

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hillary clinton desperate, acts like maniac

okay i lied when i said i wasn't going to talk about politics on this blog. sorry.

HILLARY CLINTON IS FUCKING DESPERATE AND CRAZY. she needs to relax with those crazy pills before she does that creepy "the system. is down" sparking seizuring thing like in the stepford wives movie. i wouldn't be surprised if she really were a robot.

okay, we get it, you thought you would be doing way better than you are right now, but that's no reason to start getting all stupid on us. stop telling people that they should be "ashamed" of themselves when you're the one who is acting like a frigid manipulative bitch. "change you can xerox" got you boo'd, screaming and waving the month-old pamphlets in the air telling barack to meet you outside makes you look hysterical... but the "dressed" fiasco is the lowest of low. even for you hillary. and your campaign manager's fake response is one of the stupidest things i have ever heard.

here, have a synopsis
someone from the stupid hillary campaign: check this out. it's a picture of barack obama in traditional Somali elder garb! he's wearing a TURBAN! he is totes a terrorist!!!! dude, if hillary wore this she would get so much more shit. check out the turban... no seriously, i think we all know what a turban means.
David Plouffe, Obama campaign manager: "On the very day that Sen. Clinton is giving a speech about restoring respect for America in the world, her campaign has engaged in the most shameful, offensive fear-mongering we’ve seen from either party in this election. This is part of a disturbing pattern that led her county chairs to resign in Iowa, her campaign chairman to resign in New Hampshire, and it’s exactly the kind of divisive politics that turns away Americans of all parties and diminishes respect for America in the world."
Maggie Williams, back-up hillary campaign manager 'cause her previous Latina campaign manager got fired: are you saying that wearing traditional clothing is bad?? that's fucked up. hillary's worn traditional clothes many times.... yeah. that makes sense right? wait, what are we talking about again? ugh. can i get fired now.
me: ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!??!

omg ralph nader

ralph nader has entered the presidential race.
what a freaking moron.

more later

Potato Wave

My brother showed me this so long ago but I forgot about it until I saw someone listening to this song today. Can you see dems?

Some funny's

I didn't even know but this was published under Jan. 28 and per Kiem's suggestion, I have moved it up. raar. True story.

The Story of the Morman Grandma.

The subways of NYC provide some pretty interesting, at times freaky, always entertaining people watching. You literally never know what to expect when you descend those smelly ass steps. A rat in the train? An hour delay? A clown? Anything is possible.

WELL....

This summer I was riding the subway to work, mind you its like 8:30 in the morning and everyone is more interesting in drowning in their coffees rather than chatting away or even looking up. I am sitting across from a grandmotherly looking old women. I'm talking stereotypical, orthopedic shoes, little gingham dress, curly hair, glasses grandma. Shes quietly knitting away at something on her lap when onto the train comes a tattoo clad vin diesel look alike, complete with chains, leather and huge ass-kicking boots who sits down besides grandma.

After a minute or two the old lady turns to mr. i-could-kill-you-with-my-bare-hands-if-I-so-pleased and touches his arm where he has a tattoo in sanskrit traveling up to his shoulder
"OOOOOOH! That's pretty! What does that mean?" The woman asked...
Taken aback the man removes his earphones and explains to her the meaning of the tattoo.
Two minutes later she turns to him again. "Are you a latter-day saint?"

there is audible chuckling. this man does not appear to be morman. at ALL.

"Um. Excuse me?" The man replies, not sure what to make of this woman. She proceeds to poke him with her knitting needle and asks again "Are you a latter-day saint?"
"Um....No." He says slowly, leaning away from the knitting needle.

There is about 2 minutes of awkward trying not to laugh silence before grandma gets up to exit the train. The tattooed man is giving us all eyes like he is trying not to start hysterically laughing when she pauses at the door and turns to him again.
This time she points to a large tattoo of a tiger the man has up and around his other huge-ass bicept.

"Oooooh a kitty!" she says, and makes her hand into a claw. "Raaaaar"

IM of the day/week/month

i'm on AIM/g-chat a hell of a lot and sometimes people are funny. i think i will start to post some funny IMs/msgs from time to time.


andrew.giacomi: You intrigue me

me: hahaha

andrew.giacomi: Like the dinosaurs

Or outer space

i have three houses in the same city

i've been filling out a lot of online job apps and also requesting a lot of info for biz school. needless to say, i've had to type my name, address, etc etc... a million times. but one thing i don't understand is this:

Street Address 1 __________________

Street Address 2 __________________

Street Address 3 __________________

City _____________________________

State ____

like forreals? it's that common for people to have multiple street addresses in the same city? so common that it's on every single application for anything ever in the history of life?

i'm sure there's a logical explanation.
i just don't want to understand it.

remember karma

notes from g-chat
nagibc: im all about the karma
me: me too
ask my tattooist

i strongly believe in karma, and that shit can be a bitch. but sometimes, when you're not such an asshole, the universe actually does throw some good karma your way.

i like to think i've stocked up on some good karma. i don't cheat, steal, lie. i don't purposely do anything mean. sure i can be sarcastic, but that's different. when someone leaves their wallet behind at store 24, i run after them to hand it back. if i find anything with an address on it, i return it. if bank of america hasn't stolen all my money and i'm not in the red, i'll give the homeless dude a dollar. i'm not sure if this is because i am one of the few nice people left (not many would describe me as nice) or because i'm selfishly trying to stock up on good karma for the universe to generously dispense my way. maybe a combo of both.

in the past few months, i've had some bad luck. things went pretty downhill for a while and it got the point where i told myself that things really can't go anywhere but up.

hello, universe? yeah, hi. remember me? it's kim. remember? the girl who ran after the bitch from the volleyball team to give her back her coach's keys that she carelessly dropped by the pool? she would have gotten in so much trouble, and i fucking hate her, but i went and did it anyway. yeah so, do you think you could throw me some of that good karma? maybe? alright, well let me know.

i think the big U finally got the message 'cause things have been looking up for lil miss kim. and also, my cousin put an offer on a sick ass house yesterday, and today they accepted her offer. i can't help but feel somewhat responsible for this. i mean, i'm pretty sure my good karma is overflowing to those around me.

is it sad that while these good things are happening, i am secretly nervous that it's a sign something really bad will happen? such a cynic...

Tuneage

So if you have been inside pretty much any starbucks or record store within the past month or so, then you have most likely seen the picture of the blonde chick drawing all over her face with markers.

Yes it confused me too. Whats with the markers? But I downloaded the CD only to find out that she's one of the chicks from Zero 7. The one who just happens to have the most amazing voice, and showcases it on one of my favorite songs ever. Below, peep the new and the old.

Sia, Death by Chocolate.


Zero 7, Destiny.

This is For You "Zach"

We landed a big account on tuesday and the boss took us out for celebratory drinks. Here's a little snipet of our conversation, Ill change the names for fun but. You know who you are you dirty freak. (just kidding i love you)


Lisa: So this guy basically dates her, and then tells her that he was never attracted to her or even liked her and only took her out to help himself get ahead
Sasha: What an asshole!
Lisa: AND listen to this, the man masturbates with CONDIMENTS! And now they're married.
Me: Wait....condiments?
Lisa: Yep. Mustard, Ketchup, Mayo, whatever. WHO.DOES.THAT?
::pause::
Zach:......What... kind of mustard?




hahaha. classic.

UNDER CONSTRUCTION

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SPANKS!

- j


****UPDATE*****

Donezo. Love it or leave it. ; )

a good thing in randolph

i grew up in randolph and went to college in medford. i sure know how to pick 'em. now i'm back in randolph for a while (several long stories) but i've already decided that 2009 is my year so i'll get outta this joint then. until then, i will begin a love affair with my new-found randolph lover: jimmy burns.

jimmy is gay. jimmy is my cardio kickbox instructor. tuesday evenings at 6:30PM, the aerobics room in the workout world gym is temporarily transformed into heaven, where dreamy jimmy burns wears spandex and plays techno remixes of hits by rihanna, hillary duff, and mika. this sort of makes my life.

oh, and then i did a hip hop class with samantha and her mother. true story.

now i can't move. a little too eager on my first day back at the gym. see you in 3 weeks workout world.

am i engaged?

first of all, i just want to say that i had a fabulous weekend. it was overall a great time with great people. although now the world is spinning and i can't see straight. just a warning that this might not make sense.

so onto the topic of the day... if you didn't know, i'm convinced that i'm rihanna. this started in 2005 when i didn't really know who rihanna was and someone wrote me a message on myspace saying that i look like rihanna. i was like cool, i'm rihanna.

so now i cut my hair like her and dress as her for halloween, which really isn't that hard because i'm already her.

i was googling pics of her from the grammys and there is totes a pic of her wearing a ring on her ring finger?? clearly she's trying to flaunt it by posing with her hand on her face. i was like say what? that's prob not the right finger. but wait, it is! then i stood up and put my back to the computer to double check. yeah, i really did that. so why isn't anyone talking about this?? have they seen the pictures??

ARE RIHANNA AND JAY-Z/JOSH HARTNETT/SHIA LABEOUF/CHRIS BROWN ENGAGED?

i need to know!!!

perez hilton is a fucking dumbass

i've never really had a problem with perez hilton. even tho numerous celebs and/or regular peeps have all threatened to kick the living shit out of the flaming fat bastard, i've always had a weird respect for him. i mean seriously, how DOES he find the goss so quickly? i remember when he wasn't that big (popularity-wise, not physically) ... his website was like a cool secret. people were amazed at how much i knew about celebs. and i saved a shit ton of money by not having to buy those US weekly, OK magazine... etc.

but now that he has gotten more famous (having a special on vh1 and partaking in the dumbest show ever about celebrities rapping .. HOLD up, since when was he a celeb? didn't his fame come from banking off other celebs? i guess they were desperate) his blog sucks now. i'm not special when i read it anymore because everyone already knows what i'm talking about. i don't feel like i have the low down and that i'm really friends with victoria. and now he doesn't post as often 'cause he gets invited to more shit and he probably spends less time in the coffee bean. the worst part is, now he thinks he's smart??

making some money from being an idiot blogger does not entitle you to discuss real topics. why is he talking about politics? he is a fucking dumbass who made his fortune drawing cocaine and spit on images of real celebrities. and now he's trying to be political? come on! he's trying so hard to sway voters into voting for billary but i bet he doesn't know what the shit he's talking about. i bet billary even paid him. yeah, that low.

people should just stick to what they know. for example, today i couldn't jump start my car, so i took myself to the kitchen and baked a cake. he shouldn't try to talk politics. leave it to the smart people!!!!

shut up and go doodle asshole

at least it's not awk

i love awkwardness. i love that numbing uncomfortable feeling that takes over your body as you cringe and hide your face 'cause you can't even face the situation. the best is when the awkwardness is happening to someone else. that way you can still experience these emotions, but there are no real consequences.

awkward stuff happens all the time.

here are some personal examples:

1) the "shit, we're the only 2 people walking down the street and we are going to be face-to-face in a minute but let's pretend we don't see each other yet"
this happened particularly often at Tufts. for some god awful reason, nobody else would ever be out on the street when i would encounter the last person i wanted to see. perhaps a drunken weekend hookup victim or something. who knows. anyway, i would be walking that way, and he'd be walking this way. we both see each other coming, but we pretend like we don't. this entails looking up at the sky like it's especially fascinating that day, looking from side to side then down to the ground, digging in my purse 'cause maybe my phone is ringing. doesn't matter that nobody else can hear it. it's really high pitched ring tone, only i can hear it.
then FINALLY when you are within inches of each other, you do the whole "oh! hey! what's up?" and then keep walking. then a sigh of relief like, phew, that's over. it doesn't sound like a big deal, but those moments are super awkward and uncomfortable. i feel awkward writing about it.

2) the phone fake-out
perhaps you have pretended to dig around for your phone, but there are still many seconds left before the "OH HI DIDN'T SEE YOU COMING" moment. what do you do? in the past, i have pretended to be on the phone. this sounds pathetic, but it's true. i locate my phone, hold it up to my ear, and pretend like i'm talking to another real human being. these conversations to myself usually go something like, "hey! sorry i missed your call. yeah i'm walking to class right now. hahaha, i know right! that was soooo funny!"
the phone fake-out is good because it minimizes verbal contact with the person you want to avoid. since you're distracted on an important call, all you have to do is nod and smile once you are within appropriate distance. it's perfect.
HOWEVER, this plan is not fool-proof. make sure that your phone is on silent. one time, i was fake chatting up a storm, when the phone actually STARTED RINGING as my unsuspecting friend stared at me startled. not only did i see him coming, find my phone, start fake-talking to avoid him, but then it rings in my ear causing me to throw it at the poor kid. now he has to stop in his tracks, bend over and pick up my phone. i sheepishly giggle, say sorry, and continue on my merry way, making sure to say "i think we just got disconnected" extra loud.


these are the most awkward situations i can think of right now. to be honest, i don't really get embarrassed easily and i've become pretty good at laughing at myself. that's what you gotta do to be able to really appreciate what life throws at you. nobody likes an awkward person with a stick up their ass.

life's too short to be cool
embrace your inner tool

i'm out

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!

I really wanted to embed this fabulous valentines greeting i received from Sam Diesel. But it wont let me. So click, and smile.

Be mine?

Will.i.am? Pffffff. John.he.is

Don't Worry, Be Happy

This quote has been at the forefront of my thoughts lately. Ok not specifically this wording a la dr. dyer. But the idea in general.

It's so easy when one things goes wrong, or when there's lots of little things bothering you to place your world into a convenient 'life sucks' box, where you don't have to make an effort to be happy because, well, Life Sucks! and there's nothing you can do about it. We all have a tendency to do this once in awhile. Things just pile up and you get lost in the aspects of life NOT going your way. Its always easier to notice the bad over the good.

Well. Bullshit I say! In particular, my life as of late has not been bad at all. Its actually been pretty damn good. I live in a great city, i'm having a blast, i'm healthy, I have good friends and whether or not my current job is akin to working for a slave driver, the future is bright.

Then ONE thing gets into my brain and works its way around. I overanalyze the situation and come to unrealistic conlusions (which at the time feel perfectly logical).

Then last night, I sat down and actually thought about all the things that had been bothering me, and I realized that I was looking at it all completely wrong. Rather than thinking about why I needed to change my views and move on, I was wondering what I had to do to change myself to make my life work. This lil' epiphany was a refreshing wakeup call. I'm usually pretty good at keeping both feet on the ground and being me. I just needed a little slap in the face.

You know when you look at a word too long and the spelling looks wrong even when its right? Or when you concentrate in the mirror on that one zit for so long that you are convinced that's all anybody sees?

You're focusing on the wrong thing. Squint a little and you'll see everythings fine.


Nobodies that close to your face anyway.

another kind of evolution

so i recently purchased a book entitled "better single than sorry." before you start feeling bad for me and dropping everything you're doing to come and usher me out of the self-help section at b&n, let me assure you that this book wasn't for me. and not in the "this-is-for-my-friend-but-it's-really-secretly-for-me, and-i-think-we-both-know-this" type of way, but in the troof kind of way.

this book is for my "relationship friend." let's call her annie. we all know annie. maybe we know a lot of annies. annie is the girl who always needs to be in a relationship. she is not complete without a significant other, and she relies heavily on her male counterpart for her happiness. her facebook status should read: Annie is in a relationship with ANYONE.

i feel bad for annie.

i can wholeheartedly say that i know how to be happy without a boyfriend. this does not translate to my desire to be single forever, BUT it means that i am not going to be in a relationship for the sake of being in a relationship. if you're not worth it, hit the road jack. i hear annie's single today.

later that day, i got to thinking (hello carrie bradshaw) ... is it weird that i am not like annie? don't most girls almost always want to be in a relationship? i reassessed some of my opinions and viewpoints, and found them strikingly similar to those of a guy. am i a guy? i'm definitely not a lesbian, or even bi-sexual (even after that one winter when i sat (a freaked out) jenna and sam down and i told them that i might be. sorry guys) but i definitely think like a guy.

then even later on in that day, i got to thinking... have the sexes switched? i thought about recent conversations with friends about how the guys they knew have been clingy, emotional... even complaining of bloating and love handles. i had an epiphany. while batshit crazy republican presidential candidate mike huckabee may not believe in the evolution of man, there has been another kind of evolution creeping up upon us: the evolution of man into woman, and vice versa.

girls who actually believe that sometimes it really is better to be single? guys who are overly sensitive and needy? when did this happen?

maybe hillary clinton should be president... ha yeah, f that.

where in the world is... justin timberlake?

so the grammy's happened sunday night, along with the dumbass pro bowl who nobody gives a shit about. anyway, i would have said a few words about "the biggest night in music" yesterday, but, i had work training all f'ing day in springfield, MA. in case you don't know anything about springfield, MA, let me clue you in: there is nothing to know about springfield, MA. it was a horrendous day.

so the grammy's. apparently 3 million of last year's viewers decided to read instead. maybe listen to Best Spoken Word Album "The Audacity of Hope: Thoughts on Reclaiming the American Dream" by Barack Obama!! either that, or maybe they watched some Extreme Makeover: Home Edition. nobody knows. i'm pretty sure this was because justin timberlake was MIA. justin timberlake knows how to get the viewers. sure, the ghost of frank sinatra was cool, and so was beyonce and tina turner's spasmodic duet, but come on now. can we get some non-dead pre-menopausal performers.

speaking of people in music who are missing, where are Lil' Wayne and T.I. ??! sad.

ALTHOUGH, i must say, i cried during kanye's tribute to his mother. that was touching.

love you like amy winehouse loves crack cocaine,
LE OUT.

Sit Down While I Prove My Love For You Factually

Apparently a friend of a friend at work cheated on her boyfriend recently. She of course was so extremely upset over her bad judgement that she vowed to herself to make it up to her boyfriend (cough. ex boyfriend). She would right her wrongs! Prove her love! But how to go about it?

A grand romantic gesture?
Begging for forgiveness on her knees?
Showering him with compliments and gifts?

Oh no, this girl went above and beyond. This Juliet knew just what would win back her man after a bout of infidelity.

That's right folks. She made a powerpoint presentation. Complete not just with music and pictures of the two of them, but with charts, graphs and Oh My! evidence as to why they should be together.




Can't imagine why it didnt work.....

Reason #8050 I'm Quitting My Job

This week my boss made me buy everyone calandars. You know why?
No, not to log meetings. Nope, not to help us stay personally organized. Not even just out the kindness of her icy heart.

She wants me to order everyone day planners so that they can write down a to do list for the next day. Seems normal enough right? Wrong. She then continued on to specify that she wanted these to-do lists to be checked by her every night. Oh and? She excluded only her favorite employee (gag me). On top of all this, we have not missed a single deadline, we have gotten every bit of work done and in on time. We have actually worked out freaking booties off for her.

Really boss? REALLY? Are we five years old? Do you want to check my homework too? Do you want to smell my hands to make sure I washed them? Should I eat my vegetables in front of you? Do I need a hall pass to use the bathroom? CAN I GET A FUCKIN' STICKER?!?

And they wonder why 3 out of 8 employees are planning on leaving before March.


Ways not to run your business 101.

"it's like a nicotine patch for your underwear"

if this title doesn't grab your attention, i don't know what will. so miss samantha dolgin will be making her 2nd cameo in our blog today. maybe a guest blogger someday? hmmm? (i can guarantee you diehard fans of drunken apple juice that she will provide you with an entertaining but not necessarily coherent blurb)

ANYWAY

my friend bianca used to make fun of me, saying that i'm what guys think all girls should be like: i don't have body hair, sweat or have BO (never bought a stick of deodorant in my life... weird right?) and i don't poop or pee. just kidding. but here's something else that no woman should do - fart. or at least fart conspicuously.
and so, i give you SUBTLE BUTT. the tiny little patch that yes, you indeed stick on your underwear. (it's really no surprise that sam linked me to this new invention as she has no shame) this is how it works: The smell first hits a soft fabric with an antimicrobial treatment before moving into a second layer of neutralizing carbon. All of which means no more offensive odors.

so you put a sticker in your underwear and it makes your farts smell nice. that is pretty fucking weird.

here is what sam has to say about this:
Samantha: i would want that for like...the 4th night of hannukah

and there you have it.

to purchase, click the link below. $9.95 and you're sittin' pretty.
http://www.garmentguard.com/index.asp?PageAction=VIEWCATS&Category=8

Old, New and Funktastic

This week has been too crazy to blog, but Kiem's kickin' my ass so here i am. Making it short but sweet. I've decided to bombard you all with random musical selections every week. This week we're going with a Kanye theme in honor of me tragically missing his surprise performance last week.

For those of you not already in on the sorrow, last friday at the planetarium (uuum already sounding AWESOME) there was a little partay/performance featuring Cool Kids, A-Track and Kid sister. If you don't know who these people are go on The Hype Machine immediately.

ANYWHO. I didn't get to go because a. i had class and b. nobody would go with me. It was only 20 bills. come to find out KANYE PERFORMED. I almost cried. So since none of us got to see him under the stars, heres a dose of kanye for your friday afternoon.

enjoy.

peep it.



"Get em' High" - A-Trak mix

cliches and common sense

you know what's annoying? cliches. you know what's even more annoying? BUTCHERED cliches!

bored? of course. that's why you're here. have a mini lesson:

COMMONLY MISTAKEN CLICHES

1) "in this day in age"
what is a day in age? nonsense, that's what it is. the expression is "in this day AND age." because honestly, that's common sense.

2) "worse comes to worse"
worse comes to worse? what does that even mean? the most logical thing to say would be "if worse comes to WORST." like, things are bad (worse)... but they could be even MORE bad (worst). you dig? apparently the original idiom was "worst comes to worst" but obviously, "worse comes to worst" makes the most sense. "worse comes to worse" is just stupid.

3) play it by year
yeah it's play it by ear. i don't care enough to explain this one.

okay that's it for now.
toodles,
KL

Super Tues part Dos

Edjumicate yoself

SUPER TUESDAY

today, my friends, is SUPER TUESDAY!

24 states are voting either in primary elections or caucuses. a large percentage of delegates from both sides are at stake... 24 states that's like... almost half of America. right? just kidding. the race will prob still be heated after today and it's not definite that a nominee will be secured but it's important for you to go exercise your civic duty and VOTE!

GObama! YES WE CAN 2008 - GO VOTE!

check this out: www.dipdive.com

stupid people (recurring theme?) and sports

okay so i'm gonna talk about sports. however, this does not have to do with any one particular football game that may or may not have occurred yesterday, and if you feel the need to talk about said game, then please take yourself elsewhere.

k so this isn't really about sports, but more about sports fans. jenna and i are legit sports fans. not stupid fake girl sports fans, but real fans. at one coincidental point, jenna's cell phone wallpaper was fenway park, and mine was gillette stadium. cute right? anyway, yeah, so i love to watch sports. boston sports, to be exact. and do you know why? because that's where i'm from.

rooting for a team where you don't live is unnatural. it's like a gay dog trying to pick up a straight cat. it's just not right. if you have a good reason for rooting for another team (ie not because you are a dumb bandwagoner fan) then i guess that's okay. sentimental reasons are valid. maybe your dad grew up in tampa and the first football game you went to was the bucs. whatever. other than that, rooting for the opposing team, or for a player that you are supposed to hate (ie the mannings) is not cute. i'm sorry, but it's just not. you may be trying to elicit attention and controversy because you are unmemorable, but people are going to think you are dumb, especially if it's clear that you can't tell the difference between a field goal and a 2-point conversion. try to suck less.

i know i sound disgruntled on pretty much this whole blog, but it's not my fault people are annoying. if everyone were a little less annoying, maybe i would sound happier. or not write in a blog.

love you,
kim