Wednesday, July 24, 2013

On Drunken Impulses

Let us play a little game I like to call, Look What I  Just Bought slash Let Me Rub My Recent Purchases Profusely In Your Clearly Non-Visible Face.

Let's get started!

Monday, July 22, 2013

Machurity

Hey hey hey there. How ya doin'? Great, not that I care or anything, just wanna to carefully utalize this time to selfishly yet thoroughly explain to you what I'm wearing and why the hell catz I'm wearing it. Remember that poorly written, directed and executed sitcom? Oh Ashley Tisdale, how I long for a revitalization of your faint and decrepit acting talents. HSM: College Years, anyone?

Thursday, July 18, 2013

Today

 Well this is exciting. I'm wearing shorts and a tee/tank again, which only provocatives the obnoxious reoccurrence of the  primal question: Do I bore you?


 If I do, it's cool. Whatevs. No hard feelings, I don't necessarily hate you or anything. Maybe very strongly dislike you, like a lot, but that's inevitable. No H8 brah'.

Monday, July 15, 2013

Not-Your-Boyfirends Jeans




Yippe kai yay yall!

I am quite earnestly enthused as the due ending primary weeks of July have proven pivotal in my sole allegiance to America and the haughty price reductions ensuing pride in extensive celebration of said holiday. Truly, what says "I'm proud to be an American" more than buying still expensive-but-slightly-less-expensive-as-before shit of faint relative necessity out of pure greed and blind, impassioned want. What?! No really,  please tell me I don't actually know.

Thursday, July 11, 2013

Humor Me, Please.

In the overtly sensual and wisely seductive lyrics of Kelly Rowland:

"Relaxation is my motivation."

Or something to that effect or degree or maybe even wholly seperate noun defined as in direct-relationto the previously inaccurate statement.  Nevertheless, I'm still feeling chill in stickin to the innate uniform of summer time heatz again. And again it feels like the only right thing to do.

Right?



Monday, July 8, 2013

The Madre

I'm baaack! And though I apologize for my 7-day hiatus, I blame summer–shocker much–for setting forth the distraught and unfortunately relaxed  premise of my approach to the internets and bloggerisms.

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