February 10, 2007

Oh.My.Gawd. I’m so totally a grownup now! I’m on my own domain. My own. Can you even believe it? Okay, so I’m like the last person on the planet to get their own domain, but humor me here, mmmkay?

I have to thank my bestest friend eva, Karen for making this a reality. Remember how I mentioned she spoiled me? Well this was it. All I had to do was make some graphics and she did all the hard part, like BUY IT (Gosh she’s swell!), code it and do all her fancy schmancy magic and voila, here I sit, staring at my blog because I’m so in awe of it. It’s so weird to type ‘dotcom’ but I love it. And by love it, I mean, I freakin’ love it.

We’re (and by we’re, I mean Karen, I’m just sitting on my ass looking crazy pretty) still working on little stuff so things might be a bit funky so like don’t hurt me. Thanks. I’m such a happy camper right now. Not that I like camping per say, but you know what I mean. Oh and feel free to stare, I am.

I’d also like to thank Emily for adding extra plug-ins so Karen could make the switch, transfer, move over, whatever the proper term is, and thus making me happy. So anyone who makes Karen happy to make me happy, makes me happy. Huh? Anyway, I’m happy.

January 23, 2007

If you want me to have a heart attack or vomit, then put me in a room with Carrot Top. Good freakin’ Lord what is that? Did he have plastic surgery or is he in desperate need of some? I can’t tell, but I can tell you this, it frightens me to the core. It’s like he’s saying, “come here, I want to eat your face”. Does he not have people? Like people to tell him, “listen dude, you really need to lay off the Botox”, or whatever the hell it is that you’re injecting into your face to give you that pyscho, I’m going to hack up your cat, kinda look. Be back later, I’ve got to get my garlic and wooden stake.