Well, we’re rolling right along, aren’t we?
Day one, we got a STELLAR response from the madding crowd.
Day two… eh, you must have been tired. Those of you that managed to try for perfection reached it, though…
And now? DAY THREE.
But this ain’t just any day.
This is TRASHY CONFESSIONS FRIDAY.
Now, before you get all up in arms, this isn’t one of THOSE blogs. We don’t want to know what you did with Jim from Accounting in the broom closet, or why you always look a little differently at the barista at your Starbucks after she made your coffee… erm… extra hot.
No.
I mean, SOME people here might want to know that, but for you? There is Cinemax.
I want your trashy confessions along the lines of pop culture embarassments, odd cravings, and random obsessions.
And I want ten.
I sincerely believe that there is not ONE OF YOU OUT THERE who can’t give me ten things that embarass you to admit… if even just a little bit.
I’ll start with mine, just to warm you up…
- Sometimes I would rather lick the seasoning off Doritos Hint of Lime chips than actually go to the trouble of eating the chip.
- I honestly think George Michael has a really awesome voice. Also? That is my second WHAM! reference of the week. And probably one of the many on this blog over time. Because that was the first tape (YES! TAPE!) I ever owned, and “I’m Your Man” is one of the most fun songs EVER RECORDED.
- I will continue to drink coffee long after it grows cold. And put it in the microwave. And warm it back up. And this from an avowed coffee snob who dreams of The Illy In The Pretty Metal Tin.
- I totally watch Dog The Bounty Hunter. And I don’t even care what you think of it.
- We’re putting up our Christmas tree TOMORROW.
- I read GQ. And not just for the articles. I don’t even know what I meant just there.
- I have six kinds of lipgloss in my bag today. And they’re all pretty much the same damn colour (soft, shimmery rosy pink.) But in combination? Cost about $160, over the course of two years. MAC, Nars, Stila, Du-Wop, Benefit and Clinique should market to me directly. Apparently I am a pathetic sucker. With glossy lips. And no money in the bank.
- I dye out the thirty gray hairs that I have. And I resent my father for early greying genes.
- I’m scared to cut my hair because someone I dated four years ago told me I would look like someone’s mom if I did.
- I LOVE SWEETTARTS. With an unholy love.
Okay, trashy people. Give me the dirt.