Once I get my hands on yooooouuuu. I hate it when random songs get into my head and don't leave for days. Especially when I only know two lines of said song. Where do they come from? And why do I wake up with songs playing over and over in my head? I often wonder if that is the pre-cursor to insanity. Like someday the music will stop and the voices will start. Maybe they've just been on hold waiting until I finally snap. That's a nice thought. I'll make sure I tell you when they come on the line.
Speaking of snapping I had the biggest urge today while I was at work to go home and just start throwing shit out. I feel like I am all congested and I just want to take half of my stuff and get rid of it. I think I was waiting for my stint on "What Not to Wear" (which I am obsessed with and would go on and spend that 5k in 5 seconds) This way tho maybe I could be like well, Clinton, Stacy, I have already thrown out my stuff so let's get crackin'. I wonder if they tell some of the contestants to act like that or if they really are. I have NEVER cried in a store when faced with the task of spending other peoples' money. But maybe that's why I'll never be on the show. Although, I could be the show where the person doesn't freak out or argue. They could do an "easy" show where everything is happy. If they really want drama maybe I could get mad at Carmindy. I do feel like I look weird in makeup. And I hate foundation so it might work. I also don't know if I trust Nick. I LOVE my hairstylist and I think she might be sad to have him ruin what she spends so much time on. So there you go TLC! There is your drama! Let me come on your show!!!!
This was a weird bloggie yet I still feel good about it. Maybe it's the Kenny Loggins I am listening to as I write this. Yeah that's probably it...highway to the danger zone dudes.
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