Tuesday, April 15, 2008

I am not that kind of trainwreck. thankyou.

I just googled "Trainwreck" (because I'm tight like that with Google. My roommates have sort of turned me on to wikipedia, but google will always be my first love) (and I do that a lot. If I'm thinking of something, my first instinct is to google. google. google. maybe I just like the word) and I have just been enlightened that the most prominent searches have to do with marijuana. I would totally screen print it and post it here. . . but I am not an advocate of smoking that, so I won't.

wow. What a blonde moment. Or maybe for the first time in my life I am hip and know he new slang term? (which has happened once. The bunny hop became popular at my college town before New Orleans and I knew the dance before it became a major craze across the land)

I am


NOT





Or just simply put- A Hot Mess.

And this, ladies and gentlemen, is what happens when I don't go to bed on time.

1 comments:

eastcoastdweller said...

Order is over-rated. Hot messes have more fun.