Hhhmmm....

Not quite sure what exactly I am describing. I'm assuming I am to describe what my "Tumblr is all about (Someone should probably tell them they forget an "e" but who am I to judge?). I'll be completely honest here- I'm jumping on the bandwagon. I also need a summer hobby. I tend to watch YouTube and College Humor videos a lot so I'll probably be posting those or anything that makes me laugh. I may rant, I've been known to be on a soapbox from time to time so ehhhhh, you can scroll past them or I have a crazy idea- don't read my tumblr. I like to use acronyms. Get use to it. My BMFL told me to make a tumblr and now we can have blog parties because thaaat's how we roll (BMFL= Bridesmaid for life, or fa or fho- Not sure how the general public is spelling 'for' these days so take your pick.). Anywoo, I'm sure if you're reading this, I know you so hey mom!

My mother barely understands the concept of Facebook so me doubts she'd understand this concept. I can hear it now, "What? What is it? It's spelled wrong. You post a picture that someone got from someone who got it from someone else? What is the point? Will they be able to track you down? Did you put your address on it? I'm sure there was a Lifetime movie about a girl who made a tumbler that died, so be careful. Is this Facebook?"

June 18, 2009

Myself and my sistahs from another mistah (I know, the fact that I have friends and speak this language in real lifesies shocks me too)

Anywoo, we did this interview as we made our final walk from Centerroo to our “beloved camp site” (aka the car/camping concentration camp, no offense to the jewish people out there even though zero of them read this) on the last day of Bonnaroo.

We are towards the end….

here are some highlights

-Apparently, every other phrase out of my mouth is “The Boss”/ something related to him. note to self- you only think that you are cool when you say “The Boss” (along with the people of The Garden State although they are legit because they were BORN. IN THE… state of The Boss), and even you yourself thinks you aren’t when you watch yourself say it not once, but twice

-Leanne and Laura looking/sounding normal, and then there’s me… who, well, sounds like a chain smoker, manly lady who needs to get her bangs did.

-A jar of pickles.

WE’RE FAMOUS.

2 years ago

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