Ottowa! Ottowa! Otto-wanna-go-to-bed!
Ottowa! Ottowa! Otto-wanna-go-to-bed!
LISTEN!!
Renee Zellweger frequented the coffeeshop where I work when she was in Austin for a week, aaaaaaaand she was sweet as pie! Now I hate it when anyone says anything mean about her.
THEN WHO WAS PHONE?!
So great! May I submit my ultimate running song at the moment?
Dear Peter Dinklage,
Well, my dreams of Julian Castro are dashed, but this doesn’t change my vote at all...because I’m not a simpleton.
That sounds delicious, actually.
Is it weird that I want to have a pina colada with Celine Dion?
That’s a daytime soap opera ring! Victor Newman gave Nicki that ring!
Thanks, friend. Welcome to the frozen gummy section. Sour stuff is the best. Don’t break yer teef! <3
I’m rewatching ANTM right now (I’m going through the slowest breakup in history and my brain needs junk food). I’m on the season with Melrose and Caridee and I have this to say: Tyra Banks is crazier than a shithouse rat and I love her.
Do bay leaves get rid of ‘em?!?!
My absolute favorite thing to do is drink at a bar where the Olympic gymnastics are playing. I get drunk and wish with all my heart that I could be a professional consoler on the side lines to comfort the girls who fall and bring them lasagna.