Thursday, September 22, 2011

I Think Netflix Is My Boyfriend.

It has been a hot minute since I updated this thing. I've been very busy lately, what with my bursting social calender (read: bursting mountains of homework, 3 seasons of Breaking Bad and watching both Easy A and Titanic more than once this week). I'm in high demand these days, obviously.  

Something that has perturbed me this week is: Dancing With The Stars. I don't get it. I don't want to get it. I would tell all those assholes to stick to their day jobs, but they don't have any. Really, the most interesting guy those people could wrangle up was Rob Kardashian? He's the Kardashian that the rest of the family wants to vote off the island. The only thing I can say to describe him would be: L-7-WEENIE.

I've made a resolution this week to jazz up my life. Because right now I'm pretty lame; I have a bed time, I see the inside of the library more than I see my friends, and when I get out of class I look forward to hunkering down in my bed with a Jamba Juice and my Netflix account. While that life is comfortable and cosy for me, it is also boring as shit. Therefore I have made the decision to meet new people and say "yes" whenever anyone wants to do something. I know what you're thinking, "Slow down, wild woman!" But really, I'm breaking out of the rut I've fallen into during the last eight months. Ready...Break!

Right now I'm laying on my mom's couch having cuddle time with my kitty and puppy. The three of us are going to work on my ethics paper while watching My Cousin Vinny.

Champagne Wishes & Caviar Dreams to you all.

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