One sentence.

I need to get out of Minnesota more than you even know.

Confession.

Listening to: Dreamgirl by Dave Matthews Band

I feel like I should come clean about this.

I bought a Jonas Brother wall calendar. Now, before you place judgment you should know they're still on my shit list, but is it such a crime to enjoy a peek of Nick and Joe (Kevin, DNW) for only $4.50? As long as I repress every thought of 'Lovebug', it's tends to be a pleasant glance of the eyes.

This is so worth two blogs in one day.

Holy crap, HOW GOOD DOES MICHELLE LOOK?!
And their dance?! Unnnghhh, it was so adorable. The way he looks at her, and how obvious it is that they're deeply in love, it's so fun to watch. I'm in love with them, can you tell?

President Barack Obama

I love this man more than I can even begin to tell you. I don't think I need to explain to you how amazing today is for me, and for the entire United States.

freshly ground heaven

Listening to: Some Dumb Whore by Anjulie

I can never finish a cup of coffee. I don't know why, but I just never do. I was craving coffee the other day at work, so on my break I went upstairs and got a tall (small, for you non-sbuxers) coffee and I think I drank maybe half of it before I forgot all about it in the little desk shelf in the kids section. Yesterday I made some delicious french vanilla coffee and it was curing all sorts of tiredness and cravings, and then it was time to go and I almost forgot the mug downstairs to smell my room up all day long. There was still about 1/4 left in the mug. Right now I'm sitting here sipping on my chocolate raspberry coffee with a dash of milk, and my mug is a little under half full. I don't want to finish it and I know that I won't anyway.

I love coffee, but I just can't sip my cup empty. Ever.

Who needs real life when you have Real World?!

Listening to: Heaven On Earth by Britney Spears

Is it just me or does this new season of Real World: Brooklyn kick more ass than it has since like.... well, I can't even remember the last GOOD season of RW. The cast is soooo good, and has a huge potential for drama. I'm crossing my fingers that the "metrosexual" Mormon gets real and admits he's gay (I'd say ~*eternal damnation*~ sells better than sex), the Iraq vet hooks up with the dancer even though he has a gf, the gay guy, bisexual girl, and transexual have a three way, and hopefully something so good I can't even imagine it. I'd say my favorite so far is the tatted bisexual chick. I wish I could pull off an arm sleeve like hers. It's so kick ass. Who cares about the weight lifter and big breasted black girl. Two episodes and those two have been on for maybe ten minutes. I'm over them.

I'm such a sucker for reality TV.

Is Wayne Brady gonna have to choke a bitch?

Listening to: One More Day With You by Chauntelle DuPree

Doctors appointments are for bitches. The little note with the phone number to call is waiting patiently on the counter by the phone, my insurance card just an inch away... waiting for me to make that call. If my body would just sort this mess out on it's own I wouldn't be having this problem, now would I? Come on, you can do it... don't make me pick up that phone.

Perfect

You know when you have those days that make you think "Wow, today was perfect; I wish every day was like this."?

Today was one of those days.